Got the flu – Lose weight
Got a broken arm – Lose weight
Eye sight is getting worse – Lose weight
Quite sure that many of you out there have heard the same bullshit no matter what the problem was that brought you to the doctor in the first place. It is crazy how much people get reduced to the numbers on the scales. Yes I know all the important stuff. I know that high weight IS dangerous and unhealthy. I know that many of the problems that I have are caused by my weight.
The problem is, if you enter the doctor’s office and ALL they see is your weight, you might be really sick but aren’t helped because ‘losing weight’ is what apparently cures everything. I could go on a long rant about how overweight people can be as healthy as thin people can be unhealthy and all that stuff we’ve heard a million times. The simple plea that I keep bringing up to my doctors is:
“Take my issues seriously. If I tell you I am coming down with a cold, a flu, constant headaches, pain… check me up. Pretend I’m not the fattest person you’ve ever seen and check me for my bloody symptoms. Don’t tell me I’m fat, because guess what, I have mirrors, I see myself every day, I feel my weight every day, every doctor in my life has told me, every person side eyeing me on the street has in one way or the other told me – I KNOW. You are not giving me news. The news I want from YOU as my doctor is how to get rid of being sick.
Alright now to the sunshine part of this post. I have found a doctor who surprisingly took three whole sittings until he even hinted at my weight. I wanted to cry. It felt so good to be taken seriously, to not be looked at like that fat person who will be cured with less kilos on her body, a smaller number on a scale. That doctor is my diabetologist, and I have promised almost a year ago to tell you about this positive experience.
I went to this doctor because my old diabetologist would have taken several month to even get me on his schedule despite dangerously high hba1c results in my blood test back in October. Not for one second I have regretted the change. My new diabetologist is the first doctor in my now 38 year old life to not say “You have to lose weight” the first time he opens his mouth. We started my treatment for my diabetes right away. I got pills, got some other things for injections to test and when they didn’t work we tried something else.
In our third sitting he right out said “Listen, I’m not going to tell you to lose weight because I’m sure you know all that and everyone has told you.” It was a real honest laugh between us. He also said “I know I can’t tell you anything that makes it easier either, because let’s face it, I have no idea what you’re going through.” He is skin and bones and knows it. He doesn’t pretend to know the tiniest bit. And I love him for it. We still talked about what I tried, what I did not want to try (Surgery, I have huge panic attacks just thinking of it – not healthy), and what I could try.
So far nothing helped but that is not the point of this post, I’ll talk about that later. The point is, this man is taking me seriously, he is seeing me as a human being. And as a fat person who spent most of her life around doctors telling her that she is only worth proper attention when she is thin… that is the most precious thing a doctor could have given me.
Do you have experiences like this? What do you do when your doctor sees losing weight as the one stop heal? Have you found a doctor that sends them all to hell and sees you as a human who needs their help? Tell me about it down in the comments!