A Visit to the Doctor on my 1st Sparkversary!
Thursday, November 29, 2012
First off, let me say that my Doctor started me on this path to health or should I say frightened me into sprinting on it. I was on her comprehensive care list with 3 conditions that worried her: severe asthma, pre-diabetes and high blood pressure. I can now add moderately severe osteoarthritis of the right hip. Oh joy! I was dismayed to find out that the patients on the comprehensive care list were an elite group indeed. There were a handful that she was terribly worried about. Her worry, her tsk, tsk, tsk, became the anthem, the constant drumming in my head. Not to mention when I told my husband of my doctor visit he made an impassioned plea, "It is not about appearance this weight issue. I don't want to lose you, I don't want to be a widower." That is when I decided that me not taking time to care of me was actually an act of selfishness, not selflessness, as I had once thought. My lack of concern about taking care of me was worrying my family and threatening their future with me.
I was not optimistic about visiting the doctor yesterday. I knew I had made strides but in my experience doctors seem to always find what is wrong, not what is right. Hey, that can be a good thing - you do want them to find what is wrong! As I shlumped over in that awkward paper gown thingy they make you wear with the too small elastic tie that makes you feel humungous she said, "Sit up you are slumping like an old lady!" This made me mad because gosh much better posture is one of my improvements I made this year. Can I help it if that gown was frumperella city! Not a fashion statement and with a too small belt on my thickest region - not an ego booster. Anyhow things went up from there- see small list below:
1. The doctor noticed something different about me. Ah yes, some significant size reduction.
2. She decided to weigh this human marvel and was astounded that I had lost 37 pounds since my last yearly visit. Now, I was quick to point out that I actually have lost 44 pounds. This discrepancy, confirmed by both my mom and sister who are also patients, is caused by the fact that her scale weighs 5 pounds heavier. It is old, an analog. Later that day, I weighed myself on the posh digital scale at my sister's club. Sure enough, an instant 5 pound reduction. Another complication is that last year my doctor foolishly just asked me what I weighed instead of actually weighing me. Okay so I weighed 205, but told her 198. Ah now, don't judge you know you would have done the same.
3. She was thrilled that I was still 5 feet 4 inches. Yep, last year I had a shrunk an inch.
4. She put some weird finger monitor on me and could not believe that I had 100% lung capacity. No other patient of hers had ever had that perfect reading! I pointed out that I take lung medication and just finished a spinning class. No, she was still totally impressed!
5. She was after me to get breast reduction surgery. No more! She said sure they could use a little snip or two, but they were much more manageable since I actually had reduced them through exercise. Something they told me would not happen at my age.
6. My BMI went down from 33 to 27!
7. My blood levels no longer indicated pre-diabetic but normal. I asked that the word pre-diabetic be expunged from my medical history. Er apparently it can't some kind of code of ethics or something. Can't I rewrite history, at least my own?
8. My doctor is annoyingly a very beautiful, slim blonde woman that is in her late thirties. She told me I have inspired her to lose her tummy fat because of all I have accomplished. Tummy fat? It is a good thing she has a microscope in her office because that is the only way she could see that.
Here is the funniest part of the conversation. She is a beautiful young looking woman who hasn't even hit 40 yet and two different people (one a child) thought she was her children's grandmother. What is wrong with people! There is no way she looks like a granny! That teaches me to take a lot of people's dumb comments as just that. Sheesh!
Thanks for letting me post this brag blog SparkPeople. It is really early in the morning and I am crowing like a rooster - cock a doodle doo!