One of my least favorite things to do each year is go in for my annual check-up. I like my doctor, and I know it's good to make sure there aren't any problems that I could be unaware of, but I just feel like it's usually so unnecessary. I don't have a history of serious ongoing medical problems (although, my list of random problems and issues that pop up is pretty impressive), and I'm perfectly fine going to the doctor if I have a concern. Regardless, I dutifully make my appointment to go every year because that's just what responsible people do.
Since I was there already, I decided I would finally ask my doctor about my weight. The struggle to get back to my pre-injury weight has been slow, and I still have at least ten more pounds to go. I was still trying to lose weight prior to when I got injured, so I was thinking that I would need to lose an additional 15 or so pounds beyond what I had previously weighed.
When I asked her what I should weigh, though, she got out her BMI wheel, looked at me, and told me that the BMI chart wouldn't give me a fair idea of what a realistic weight would be. Since I have a large frame and a muscular build (my interpretation is that she was describing as solid, hardy, sturdy), I was already at a healthy weight prior to getting hurt.
That's the first time I've ever heard a doctor say that I didn't need to lose weight, and unfortunately I heard it a year too late to appreciate it in the moment. But it does let me know that I am capable of achieving the one thing that I've felt has eluded me my entire life - good health.
Now I just need to lose these last ten pounds. Anything beyond that will just be a bonus!
