With the BMI, another issue for short people is that the ranges are so small. The difference between "normal" and "obese" for me is less than 20 pounds.
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Pix - Oct 21, 2008 2:21:49 pm PDT #8857 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
§ ita § - Oct 21, 2008 3:04:52 pm PDT #8858 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I was borderline BMI overweight when I was training for black belt. I could also hoist a 200lb+ man on one arm repeatedly and dump him on the floor, and was wearing a size 8. The numbers need so much context, and don't come with them anywhere near enough.
Barb - Oct 21, 2008 3:05:38 pm PDT #8859 of 10001
“Not dead yet!”
Back from the urgent care. No breaks or chips, just a deep bone bruise with the attendant swelling causing the burning and numbness.
Treatment is to stay off as much as possible for the next 2-3 days, elevate it, apply heat, and take naprosyn.
Oh, and adding to the BMI/health conversation, the nurse at the urgent care cracked me up. She had me step on the scale, then took the rest of my vitals and expressed shock when my oxygen came back at 100%, my BP was ridiculously perfect, and my pulse was 68/m. She looked at me and said, in the loveliest southern drawl, "Well, darlin', outside of maybe needin' to lose a little weight, you're easily the healthiest person I've ever had walk in here."
According to the BMI index, I'm obese and need to lose thirty-five pounds. What crap. I'd look anorexic.
billytea - Oct 21, 2008 3:13:49 pm PDT #8860 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I liked the Karate gal that was labeled about to die, or some such.
Was ita about to kick her in the head?
Laura - Oct 21, 2008 5:35:43 pm PDT #8861 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Hey billytea, how is the wallybee feeling?
Good to hear that nothing major is amiss, Barb. Did you get a note to show the family that you need to stay off your feet?
billytea - Oct 21, 2008 5:41:41 pm PDT #8862 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Hey billytea, how is the wallybee feeling?
She's doing very well, thanks for asking! Still has some nausea, but I think it's started to subside. She's pretty chuffed that so many people are wishing us well.
Laura - Oct 21, 2008 5:55:25 pm PDT #8863 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Other than being really tired and having to pee a billion times a day my pregnancies were very easy. After the first few weeks it was wonderful until the whole delivery thing. It was an incredible experience to watch my body change and feel the boys kicking away. Fascinating process the whole propagation of the species thing. Enjoy!
And speaking of the propagation of the species, sending lots of baby ~ma to GC and DW.
Go Buffista World Domination!
sj - Oct 21, 2008 8:12:45 pm PDT #8864 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Barb, I'm glad your injury isn't too serious. I hope you feel better soon.
It's a good thing I slept so late today because I'm not sleeping tonight.
WindSparrow - Oct 21, 2008 10:35:44 pm PDT #8865 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Yay for Lucy being home and ok, more or less.
Yay for Barb not being injured too badly.
omnis_audis - Oct 21, 2008 10:59:37 pm PDT #8866 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Opening night + champagne + margaritas... that said, um, I think the caterer was flirting with me tonight. of course, I realized that as I was walking away. Didn't ask for phone number, not that I am any good at that. Must figure out, is there a way to contact her without it being stalky. Seems romantic and stalky is a thin line.
Since this post took forever to write, and it's not that long of a post, I'm guessing I need to sleep. What? I'm not drunk.