Yeah, little bit pissed off, here...
My doctor told my husband what my cardiac stress test showed.
I'm not really sure what I should be feeling about this. Yes, my husband was with me for the initial stress test. My doctor knows my husband and my husband knows my doctor- they've worked together- and I figured it didn't show anything bad, because if it had, he would have called me Friday when he looked at it.
I didn't call yesterday for the results, because I knew (from the lack of communication) that it was okay, and yesterday was Monday. Monday is an awful day at MD offices because everyone who's been dealing with things over the weekend calls. I figured Tuesday would do, and I was off Tuesday, and I could just call and say, "Any results?" and wait for the answer.
So, the good news is my cardiac stress test was okay. Definitely good news, considering I'm post-menopausal with a family history.
The bad news is that my doctor evidently didn't TRY to contact me first. That's annoying. But I can see how it could happen: accidentally run into my husband, say, "Oh everything was fine" and here's the kicker: "She should exercise and continue her weightloss program."
Dammit, I have never seen anything dumber than a health-care professional when it comes to weight loss. DIETS DON'T WORK. DIETS DO NOT WORK. They don't work because we don't understand why people gain weight to begin with! That "you just eat more calories than you burn off" is SO FUCKING SIMPLISTIC IT MAKES ME WANT TO SCREAM.
Do you know that you can't MAKE thin people get fat? Fact. There's evidence both anecdotally AND through studies. Hell, in one study, they took a group of normally-weighted prisoners and wanted them to gain weight. I think it was 25 lbs. They figured they had a controlled population, with prisoners, and low-exercise. (This is from Gina Kolata's book on weight loss, btw.) They wound up feeding them TEN THOUSAND CALORIES A DAY, but eventually, through tons of food, they managed to put weight on them. After the study, they were returned to their normal, balanced, adequate-calorie prison diet. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM WAS BACK AT THEIR PRE-STUDY WEIGHT IN SIX MONTHS. They couldn't KEEP the weight on.
There's studies that show that overweight people who have had antibiotics absorb more calories from the same food than normally weighted people. There's studies that show that there's a virus found in 30% of the overweight population that is only found in 15% of the normally-weighted population, and if you give that virus to animals, they start gradually gaining weight for the rest of their lives. There's scans that show that overweight people think about food in a different way than normally weighted people! THIS IS NOT A QUESTION OF JUST "DON'T EAT SO MUCH!"
What we know is that of the very few people who manage to lose significant amounts of weight through diets? 98% gain it all back and then some! No doctor would prescribe a pill with a 98% failure rate!
Gods, I really don't know what pisses me off more. Him talking to my husband before me, or saying I should continue to lose weight. I'd like to lose weight; I really would. I just don't know if it's going to happen.
I'm not really sure what I should be feeling about this. Yes, my husband was with me for the initial stress test. My doctor knows my husband and my husband knows my doctor- they've worked together- and I figured it didn't show anything bad, because if it had, he would have called me Friday when he looked at it.
I didn't call yesterday for the results, because I knew (from the lack of communication) that it was okay, and yesterday was Monday. Monday is an awful day at MD offices because everyone who's been dealing with things over the weekend calls. I figured Tuesday would do, and I was off Tuesday, and I could just call and say, "Any results?" and wait for the answer.
So, the good news is my cardiac stress test was okay. Definitely good news, considering I'm post-menopausal with a family history.
The bad news is that my doctor evidently didn't TRY to contact me first. That's annoying. But I can see how it could happen: accidentally run into my husband, say, "Oh everything was fine" and here's the kicker: "She should exercise and continue her weightloss program."
Dammit, I have never seen anything dumber than a health-care professional when it comes to weight loss. DIETS DON'T WORK. DIETS DO NOT WORK. They don't work because we don't understand why people gain weight to begin with! That "you just eat more calories than you burn off" is SO FUCKING SIMPLISTIC IT MAKES ME WANT TO SCREAM.
Do you know that you can't MAKE thin people get fat? Fact. There's evidence both anecdotally AND through studies. Hell, in one study, they took a group of normally-weighted prisoners and wanted them to gain weight. I think it was 25 lbs. They figured they had a controlled population, with prisoners, and low-exercise. (This is from Gina Kolata's book on weight loss, btw.) They wound up feeding them TEN THOUSAND CALORIES A DAY, but eventually, through tons of food, they managed to put weight on them. After the study, they were returned to their normal, balanced, adequate-calorie prison diet. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM WAS BACK AT THEIR PRE-STUDY WEIGHT IN SIX MONTHS. They couldn't KEEP the weight on.
There's studies that show that overweight people who have had antibiotics absorb more calories from the same food than normally weighted people. There's studies that show that there's a virus found in 30% of the overweight population that is only found in 15% of the normally-weighted population, and if you give that virus to animals, they start gradually gaining weight for the rest of their lives. There's scans that show that overweight people think about food in a different way than normally weighted people! THIS IS NOT A QUESTION OF JUST "DON'T EAT SO MUCH!"
What we know is that of the very few people who manage to lose significant amounts of weight through diets? 98% gain it all back and then some! No doctor would prescribe a pill with a 98% failure rate!
Gods, I really don't know what pisses me off more. Him talking to my husband before me, or saying I should continue to lose weight. I'd like to lose weight; I really would. I just don't know if it's going to happen.