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doctor doctor July 12, 2007

Posted by Alex Danger in Fat, Health Care.

I went to the doctor’s office yesterday for my recent stomach woes. In his relatively bare office, where I waited for him to arrive, 3 items hung on the walls. Two were certificates for specialist of the year from some medical society I’d never heard of. The other one, which hung above his desk and formed the focal point of the room was a BMI chart. This BMI chart was large, with a black background. Like most, it had an axis of heights and an axis of weights. “Normal” height/weight ratios formed a grey block. “Overweight” was an orange block of comparable size. “Obese” took up nearly 3/5ths of the chart, and was colored bright-danger-red. Curiously, there was no section marked “underweight” although I can say with certainty that many New Yorkers are. I guess anorexia is not a concern for the CDC. The aphorism “you can never be too thin or too rich” comes to mind.

I trace my height and weight, to discover that I am fortunate enough to be considered “normal” by the medical establishment. So why do I still feel so uncomfortable? The easy quantification of my whole body into a number, which can only be “okay,” “bad” or “very bad”? The front-and-center placement of the chart, which greets the patient before the doctor does? The fact that something relatively meaningless can be so meaning-laden? The poster speaks for the doctor. It says, “before you see me, check to see if you’re fat.” Why is it there? If it made me as uncomfortable as it did, I can only imagine how a larger person would feel about seeing it, how it would color their whole visit.

My girlfriend and I got into an argument about whether it was appropriate for a doctor (a gastroenterologist) to have that poster in his office. She seemed to think he chose it because it was free, made his office look “professional” (doctorial?) and informed patients of where they stand. I wouldn’t give him the benefit of the doubt on this. There aren’t many meanings a poster like this can have in a gastroenterologist’s office. Any patient who sees it in that context can pretty easily connect the dots.

Aside from the fact that it would make fat patients uncomfortable and felt judgmental to me, I’m not even clear on who this chart is supposed to benefit. Fat people know they’re fat. They are reminded of it every day, implicitly and, with alarming frequency, explicitly. Is the chart there to delineate to them whether they are “obese” or merely “overweight”? Is it there to guilt them before their meeting with the doctor? To, quite literally, let them know where they stand? Thin people probably know they’re thin; and anyways, they’re not even represented on this chart. Perhaps it’s there to allow “normal” people the comfort of knowing they aren’t overweight? Yet, somehow, I doubt this – the bright red color of the “fat zone” contravenes this hunch and suggests a quite opposite meaning.

Although I’ve never been told by a doctor to lose weight (granted, I rarely go to the doctor unless it’s absolutely necessary, which for me totals at less than once a year,) I have a number of friends who have. One was a fairly slim girl who, I suspect, would actually fall on the cusp of normal/underweight according to the BMI chart. When she had her annual checkup, the nurse at the health center told her she had high cholesterol and to lose oh, about 10 pounds. When asked why, the nurse told her that, in their experience, people who weight less have lower cholesterol. Riiight. Nice and easy. It certainly wasn’t the weekly hamburgers she was fond of eating. No, it was because she weighed too much. I actually cannot imagine what this girl would look like were she to lose the requisite weight, but the words “scary” and “unhealthy” come to mind. Another girl had a similar experience when she went in to get birth control. Unsolicited advice to drop 10-15lbs from the doctors and nurses at this health center. Again, if these “normal” girls are getting this kind of care, you don’t need to think too hard to envision what fat women (and men, though, I suspect, to a lesser extent) have to put up with from health care providers.

In fact, there was a guest blog post today @ Shapely Prose which lays it all out for you. Fat hatred kills. Read it. It’s fucking heartbreaking.


the luxury of being alone July 10, 2007

Posted by Alex Danger in Biking, Brooklyn, Reflection.
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Biking is for lovers

Last night, while sitting on the roof of my building enjoying the breeze and mostly-unadulterated view of northwest Brooklyn, I realized why biking to work feels not only physically, but mentally healthier. It’s the only time of the day when I’m pretty much alone. Aside from the time I spend in the bathroom, I’m surrounded by people almost all day long.

I live with roommates, I sleep with my girlfriend, I work with – well, you get the picture. If I take the subway to work, I’m alone probably 1% of my day. If I bike, however, I have about an hour a day where it’s just me. I can go where I want (so long as I obey or at least stay wary of traffic laws). I can take my time, do my thing, go at my pace. I can reflect or theorize, which is kinda hard to do when you’re running for the train or looking for a seat.

I always feel really independent, too. No other practical form of transportation offers this independence. You’re always relying on externalities – the train conductor, the 8 million commuters, gasoline, money. When I’m biking it’s just me. My fuel, my legs, my breakfast – if I screw up, it’s my fault, but most of the time, I love that my body can move me 10 miles a day.

I haven’t biked much since I fell off on the fourth of july, and I’ve been feeling really cranky about it. I was going to go today, but I nixed the idea when I saw it was high 90s (and I am somewhat sick). But really, I can’t fucking wait to get back in the saddle.

Bike picture by Marc for b-minus designs.

an escape, of sorts.. July 9, 2007

Posted by Alex Danger in Uncategorized.
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Livejournalling was becoming too solipsistic, so I started this to do “something else” with the overflow of ideas. We’ll see how that goes. In the meantime, here are some links about goings-on about town, for my purposes as well as yours: