For me it is, because with BMI, you have labels. Overweight, underweight, average, obese, etc. With percentiles, there is no associated label. 30th %ile means she's in the 30th %ile and there's no label that comes with that.

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".

For me, "cool, I forgot I had this" moves quickly to "I still don't know where the fuck to put it."

By any standards I am obese, but my theoretical normal weight is a joke. I have my father's family's broad shoulders and big bones, which is working out for me in the osteoporosis area, but no where else. I put on the last 60 pounds about 10 years ago over the space of about three years before and after my knee surgeries. And no, I did not suddenly lock myself up 500 pounds of Halloween candy. Over the last year, through great effort, I have lost 10 pounds. At that rate, I'll be at my ideal rate around 2015.

After about a year of handing money by the thousands to my dentist and oral surgeon, I can has crown. I feels really weird to have a tooth there.

Ha! The little beast tried teasing Abby again and she hit her with the Clueless "Whatever."

Then the little beast said, "Oh, you're so gay, that's so Hannah Montana," and Abby was like "Whatever," and proceeded to hum to herself and read her book.

GO TEAM ABBY AWESOME!!!

(and I console Future Barb when this technique is used on her by Future Teenaged Abby)

Eh, it's okay. I've got the mom-stare down to an art-form. If genetics is any indicator, it'll still stop her in her tracks when she's thirty.

wrod. My mother can still do that.

The BMI gets totally odd with tall people too. It claims DH would be overweight at 240. Ha! He would be delighted if he ever saw 280 again. My son Brendon has a higher score than Bobby and he is a rail, a tall rail. I'm just the opposite as it claims I should weight more than is ideal for me. I wear a size 4 ring, not so big boned. The range is more sense making now that I am older, but when I was 30 I was apparently emaciated and didn't know it. It is just a crazy number for everyone but a small fraction of the population.

Didn't they notice that humans come in a variety of shapes and sizes?

IOmemeN, I'm being berated into going to the urgent care to get my ankle checked out.

I feel unbearably stupid and like this is going to be a ginormous waste of time.

Barb, that sounds like a good idea. Good luck, and I hope the wait time isn't too long.

I feel unbearably stupid and like this is going to be a ginormous waste of time.

Why would it be stupid? Did you miss the part where I fell once and ended up needing surgery? And we didn't figure out that I needed surgery until six months later, because I didn't get it checked out past x-rays?

There's nothing wrong with making sure you're okay.