Wednesday, October 07, 2009

      ( 12:48 AM ) teahouse
Lose That Useless Weight!

Last week I went to see my GI doctor.

It was a routine examination. I had some problems a few years back, and now I go to him once a year to make sure everything is ok.

This doctor doesn't have the world's best bedside manner. But he's a famous expert, and the only doctor I've found who has been able to help me with some specific problems. So for the time being, his expertise has been worth his slightly prickly personality.

This time, he spent a long time looking at my chart.

"Hmmm.." he muttered, while flipping through it. "I see here that you've gained 23 pounds since you first started coming to see me in 2004. That's quite a lot of weight you have gained, isn't it? Do you plan on having kids? If you do, your ob/gyn may not be happy about all of that weight gain."

Keep in mind that in 2004, right before my first appointment with him, the following three things happened to me in a two week span:

(1) I went through a really serious and really painful breakup;

(2) My parents announced to me that after 30 years of living in the United States, they were moving to Asia; and

(3) The firm where I was working went out of business almost overnight.

As a result of the combination of the above three events, I lost about 30 pounds in two weeks.

So yes, I was pretty skinny in 2004. And when you look at it that way, 23 pounds up from a 30 pound deficit over 5 years suddenly doesn't look so bad.

And I'm under no illusions about my weight, but I'm pretty sure I'm not obese. I'm what you'd call medium build. The last time I checked, I was a size 6.

But like in many situations, I thought of many clever retorts after the appointment. At the time, I wasn't quick enough to think of a response.

So back to the appointment. As I stood there speechless, he quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper, and handed it to me to take to Radiology for a routine ultrasound.

"Here," he said. "Take this up to the fourth floor and schedule a time for the ultrasound. The elevators are out the door and to the right."

He thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, maybe it's better if you get a good workout and take the stairs!"

Maybe the dead weight I need to lose is one GI doctor?



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