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The BMI cutoffs were adjusted- downward. So immediately, millions of people who *were* normal were overweight without gaining a pound, and those who *were* overweight became obese. Then everyone looked at that jump and went "WTFBBQ OBESITY CRISIS!!!!!"
It's like that episode of West Wing where they changed a formula and sudden;y there were 4 million more poor people.
that's awesome, Aims. I know that I had heard the BMI is bullshit before but when my doc said she was concerned about my weight I wanted some indication of how normal I am and the BMI was the first thing I thought of. I know that a lot of my parts are much thicker than than used to be, I'm not as strong and I get winded faster, but I guess I was looking for something outside myself to confirm or deny that I need to change.
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Hee! You said "penia".
She's 3!! She won't be 4 until end of November!!
Okay, seriously. What kind of fuckwitted, ass for brains thinks he can slap a BMI on a THREE YEAR OLD and still call himself a doctor with a straight face?
Hey Pete. How's it goin'?
Doin' okay. A little frazzled but okay. Digging through several years of clutter can be both deflating due to feelings of "where does all this crap come from" and uplifting due to "cool, I forgot I had this". The two are separated by a fine line.
Okay, seriously. What kind of fuckwitted, ass for brains thinks he can slap a BMI on a THREE YEAR OLD and still call himself a doctor with a straight face?
I haven't the slightest. The thing that really sucks, is that I really, really liked him. He was so great up til that point. Really engaged with Em, made her feel comfortable and had her participating in the checkup so she wasn't very afraid. And then he started talking BMI. And the good stuff went bye-bye.
but I guess I was looking for something outside myself to confirm or deny that I need to change.
From your description I think you already know you need change, you just need to 'get it in writing', so to speak.
Digging through several years of clutter can be both deflating due to feelings of "where does all this crap come from" and uplifting due to "cool, I forgot I had this". The two are separated by a fine line.
Tell me about it. I've been doing that sifting through my dozens boxes of crap that I had at my grandmother's house. Like every stuffed animal I've had since I was 2 and every note passed to me in high school.
It's pretty standard in pediatrics today to encourage as much weight gain as possible until age 2 (babies who don't gain can be diagnosed as "failure to thrive" which comes with just about as much guilt-tripping as you'd guess from the name) and then once they hit 2 to start harping on the child obesity crisis.
And then he started talking BMI. And the good stuff went bye-bye.
I hope you let him and his office know that this is why you are leaving them.