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A Diet By Any Other Name...

Folks, you better hold on tight.  It's about to get a bit bumpy.  It's time for my first rant, and it's a doozy. 

I went to my physician today.  I needed to get a form signed so I could join the fitness center at my work location.  I also wanted to discuss my medications since I was having trouble with one of them, and I didn't want it replaced with another.  I wanted to work on my diabetes with the meds I already take and include better food choices and exercise.

So, I explained why I was there, and that I didn't want to take any more meds.  I wanted to get off the meds.  Doc was on-board as long as my blood work didn't show any dire situations.  So far so good.

I then asked Doc if it was possible that I could get off all my meds by losing weight, and Doc said absolutely.  Again...good news.

So, Doc started checking my over.  Getting my vitals and such asking how I'm planning on losing weight.  I stated that I had been on a low-carb diet before (no carb is more like it), and it didn't work out so I was going to do it the old fashioned way. 

Doc started going on about how weight loss is a slow process.  I know this.  That's why I've given myself time.  I know I'm not going to wake up 12 months from now and be finished.  This is a change that will be incorporated for the rest of my life.  Doc suggested that if I get discouraged by not losing weight, I should visit a colleague that specializes in weight loss - especially for diabetes patients.  Doc's mentioned the colleague before.  Doc also said that it's not a low-carb diet.  At least not at first.

I'm starting to get a bit perturbed because I just explained how I didn't want a low-carb diet plan.  Doc explained the progam to me.
  • I can eat all the grilled skinless chicken breasts I want.
  • Egg whites and turkey bacon for breakfast.
  • Olives, pickles, and cheese are okay.
  • I have to take supplements - MAGNESIUM, POTASSIUM, and a STOOL SOFTENER!
Ok, I'm not fucking stupid.  I had to take the same supplements on that "MODIFIED FAST" and eat the same kinds of foods.  You take magnesium and a stool softener to prevent constipation.  You need potassium because you aren't able to eat a lot of fruits and vegetables that have potassium in them.  It may not be exactly as what I went through, but it's similar enough to know it's something I don't want.

Doc also mentioned that patients has gone through the program and lost weight.  So I asked, "Did they keep it off."  Doc said, "Not all of it."

Now, like I said earlier, this isn't the first time this progam was mentioned.  I also remember Doc telling me that this colleague was a previous employer.

This pissed me off beyond belief.  Was Doc not listening to me?  Did Doc not hear that I didn't want to go the low-carb route again?  Does Doc understand how it feels not to have a fucking poop for a week?? Did Doc live through sneaking in boxes of Honey Wheat Sticks, Club Crackers, Vanilla Wafers, and other shit into the house so no one would see and about it (yes, I did that)?  Did Doc sneak that shit through a fucking bedroom window so no one would know what was going on (Yep, I did that too)?  Yeah, folks, it was like that.  I was in a fucking downward spiral of carbo-overload, and I felt there wasn't shit I could do about it.  I'm not going through that again.

So, fuck you and your colleague's diet plan.  A low-carb diet is a low-carb diet.  I don't care how pretty you wrap it up and present it to me as something different.  I'm tempted to fire Doc's ass , and find someone else.  But, I'm going to marinate on it for a minute. 

I'm in the driver's seat on this journey.  I choose to lose weight how I want to, and it's going to take a long time.  I understand this...more than Doc will ever know.  Doubting Thomas, Shady Physicians, and Low-Carb nonsense can suck it!

My song choice for this entry...India Arie's "I Choose".  She summed it up better than I ever could.  It's also a great workout song.  As always, thanks for reading and your support.  I feel 10 times better already.  Ranting is good for the soul.  I wonder how many "f-bombs" I threw at you.  That's why the adult content warning is there.
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  1. designingelizaFebruary 2, 2012 at 9:58 AM

    It sounds like your doctor needs to sort out her priorities! Who is she trying to help, you or her former colleague? You have decided to lose weight the healthy way by changing your lifestyle. She wants you to do the quick, limiting program that may or may not give her a kick back for every person she sends over! I am angry at her!!! Stick to your original plan my friend, you can do it!

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    1. tooblu96February 2, 2012 at 10:41 AM

      Thanks for commenting. I'm feeling you on the kick back front. Foul!!

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  2. Bryn2736February 3, 2012 at 7:22 AM

    Yah! That is a HOT MESS!! That is exactly why I do not like doctors. They are arrogant and they do not listen. In my opinion I feel like they get over paid to "GUESS" at what is wrong and "GUESS" at what you need. I say fire the idiot. However, I would fire her in person at my next appointment!!

    I would tell her, "Yeah I am sorry. This is not going to work out between me and you. I need someone who has ears and a brain that can listen to what I am saying not just hear it. So I am sorry....BUT YOU ARE FIRED!!!!!"

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    1. tooblu96February 3, 2012 at 8:00 AM

      Thanks for the advice G. I'm definitely giving that chick the boot. I can't stand folks that don't listen.

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