The Subterranean Pancreatic Blues
I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes in 2008. My doctor was objectively awful. Even though she was by no means a thin or even fit person, she let me know on no uncertain terms that T2DM was punishment for being fat. When her practitioner weighed me, she stood next to the scale and informed me she would set everything up for weight loss surgery. I told her I preferred to try to lose weight the old-fashioned way (CICO + exercise.)
"You'll never do it," she sneered, and stalked off.
It didn't take me long to figure out that the appeal for this and other procedures, tests, etc. was the money she would get in kickbacks. For what it's worth, I trust science. Doctors? I'm not so sure about them.
On this page, you'll find links to essays I have written about being diabetic. There will eventually be some articles about fat acceptance (not a fan) and HAES (Healthy At Every Size) a concept that has gone from encouraging people to get active and move into fitness-oriented settings and activities with confidence to a loosely affiliated group of people who advocate for the idea that obesity is okay and can even be healthy. (Non-pro tip/whisper: No, it can't.)
Oh, and before you scroll down to the links below, let me preemptively answer the question you may be asking:
I'd fairly rapidly gained up to 349 pounds when I started feeling really sick and went Dr. Manglebutt and lost and... Right now, I weigh 225. My goal weight is 135. As of this writing, I am not on any program and I have no idea how long it will get the numbers on the scale to head back into the right direction. I just know that they will. I have disclosed all of this in the interest of letting people know who they are reading. I am not a doctor. I cannot advise you about your own treatment. This is just a series of lectures about my experience.
"You'll never do it," she sneered, and stalked off.
It didn't take me long to figure out that the appeal for this and other procedures, tests, etc. was the money she would get in kickbacks. For what it's worth, I trust science. Doctors? I'm not so sure about them.
On this page, you'll find links to essays I have written about being diabetic. There will eventually be some articles about fat acceptance (not a fan) and HAES (Healthy At Every Size) a concept that has gone from encouraging people to get active and move into fitness-oriented settings and activities with confidence to a loosely affiliated group of people who advocate for the idea that obesity is okay and can even be healthy. (Non-pro tip/whisper: No, it can't.)
Oh, and before you scroll down to the links below, let me preemptively answer the question you may be asking:
I'd fairly rapidly gained up to 349 pounds when I started feeling really sick and went Dr. Manglebutt and lost and... Right now, I weigh 225. My goal weight is 135. As of this writing, I am not on any program and I have no idea how long it will get the numbers on the scale to head back into the right direction. I just know that they will. I have disclosed all of this in the interest of letting people know who they are reading. I am not a doctor. I cannot advise you about your own treatment. This is just a series of lectures about my experience.
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