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fandomsecrets2021-03-29 11:12 pm
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⌈ Secret Post #5197 ⌋
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[Falcon and the Winter Soldier]
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Re: What are you up to, FS?
(Anonymous) 2021-03-30 05:32 am (UTC)(link)I had a phone appointment already and they said they couldn't do anything if I didn't come in. I'm getting my second COVID shot Saturday and wanted to wait until two weeks after that, plus I hate doctor visits.
Sometimes I'm tempted to get liposuction (is that even still a thing?) so I can interrupt the obligatory weight lecture and actually find out what's wrong. "You're fat and eat too much, come back when you've lost weight" is not a diagnosis. I got variations on the same answer for an infected bee sting, vaginal infections, infrequent periods, too-frequent periods, random bouts of weird nausea and exhaustion where I couldn't eat for days... ffs pretend I'm thin.
The sad thing is the chest pain probably is my fault and I do eat too much. But I don't drink alcohol, smoke anything, do any drugs, eat meat, drink soda or much else but sparkling water, and only drink coffee if I'm pulling an all-nighter, which I haven't done in years. So far this year I've walked at least seven miles a day, every day, on top of having a full time job.
But thanks to a weird upbringing I have so many issues about food and controlling what and how much I eat that I could spend decades in therapy just for food stuff. And if I don't try anyway I may not have decades.
Re: What are you up to, FS?
(Anonymous) 2021-03-30 05:36 am (UTC)(link)Sorry that you're struggling with this. No good advice, but lots of sympathy.
Re: What are you up to, FS?
(Anonymous) 2021-03-30 12:42 pm (UTC)(link)Re: What are you up to, FS?
(Anonymous) 2021-03-30 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)Re: What are you up to, FS?
(Anonymous) 2021-03-30 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)I mean maybe if there wasn't so much of the former from the entirety of society including the medical profession, the latter would not even be an assumption anyone would make because people, particularly women, would not be so pressured to focus on their weight just to be taken seriously.
Guh. I have had so many friends on both ends of the spectrum here, and I am so pissed off. You just cannot freaking win with medical professionals.
Re: What are you up to, FS?
(Anonymous) 2021-03-30 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)I'm sorry about your nausea and doctor reactions to it; I've had random unexplained nausea that lasted for a week or so before more than once, and gotten the "lose weight and it'll go away" thing, while thinking if it kept on long enough they'd flip from that to praising me for weight loss to lecturing me on my obvious anorexia, all without ever actually helping. Sigh.
They did run some tests once, but since they required that I poop in little jars and at that point I hadn't eaten anything for days, I couldn't actually shit until the symptoms went away and I started eating again. So I got another "it's all in your head" because it went away on its own after a week of trying not to faint at work, curling up in a ball when I wasn't at work, and eating one baby carrot or snap pea every two hours or so and feeling like I'd been stabbed afterwards.
I fucking love food and cooking and I was terrified that I wouldn't be able to enjoy it anymore. It sounds like you're there, and I'm sorry.
And thanks to childhood fuckery I was having the occasional panic attack so that was fun.
My mom was the typical constantly dieting saw food as the enemy sort ("but mom, this diet worked--" "That diet was a serving of yogurt a day plus meth") and I felt bad for her, but my dad was a literally insane (schizophrenic) militant orthorexic who took me camping so he could put me on elimination diets, convinced that if I ate nothing but raw vegetables without oil or salt I would be "safe" and when I was home force fed me a cornucopia of vitamins and supplements that would've made a 300 lb olympic weight lifter sick from overdosing, never mind a six year old. Add in the occasional 20 mile bike ride or "if you want to go home you have to row to shore from out past the breakers without my help" fitness routine and I figure I'm lucky not to subsist on nothing but twinkies and go everywhere in a golf cart to avoid any exercise at all.
Re: What are you up to, FS?
Re: What are you up to, FS?
So he gets ANGRY with me and says "oh it's fatty liver, go lose some weight and it'll get better." And I'm like a) if it was something that could require such a long-term recovery, why would it come on so acutely and so strongly? And b) my brother (much more obese than I am) has fatty liver with no pain. My grandmother (who was thin as a stick) had fatty liver with no pain. But he literally said "You're fat, that's your problem" and sent me away.
I go to my GP and he examines me and my pain levels just from him touching me and says "there's no way, shape, or form this is from fatty liver". And he orders a scope of my intestines. They send me back to asshole GI since he's the one who has been treating me. They dodge my phone calls for a week and then finally leave a voicemail that says "Dr. Dunnaway is confident in his diagnosis and will not be performing any scopes on you. You're welcome to try and seek out another doctor to perform the procedure."
My consult with a new GI is Wednesday.
I'm so pissed about "You're fat, lose weight" is supposedly valid medical advice. It's bullshit and tons of obese or just moderately overweight people suffer and even die of preventable conditions that don't get diagnosed because "you're fat; go away"