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Hopeful,
Yeah, that WAS a horrible thing to say. I'm 5'2" and weigh 315 lbs. I've heard some of the worst things I thought a doctor could say. I was told by a neurosurgeon that he wouldn't even CONSIDER fixing the deteriorated disc in my lower back until I lost 50 lbs., and that I was disgusting and should be ashamed of myself for "letting" myself get this way. I was told by my vet that my dog was overweight, so I should take her out walking, because it looked like BOTH of us could use the exercise (turns out BOTH of us had thyroid problems, also, and BOTH of us had to start taking thyroid replacement). I've had, to date, 5 doctors refuse to treat me because of my weight (2 of whom were reproductive endocrinologists), and several others that refused to believe me about my diet and my contention that I had some sort of thyroid problem (I've been telling doctors that I thought something was wrong with my thyroid since I was a teenager. I'm now 35. It took testing my thyroid hormones when I tried to get pregnant before anyone believe me enough to test. Then the first endo refused to treat me.)
But, with all of that crap, I've never had someone be so rude as to attack my HUSBAND because he's also overweight. What a jerk! I'd call the AMA and lodge a complaint! Not that they'll necessarily do anything, but I'm sure you're not the only one who has had problems with him.
Doctors like that make me so ANGRY!! Like they're perfectly healthy, and that's their JOB! Heck, most of them smoke and eat fatty foods and have too much stress, and they supposedly KNOW what that does to you, yet do it anyway. What hypocrites.
And I shake my head at them when they say that I'm going to die of a heart attack before I'm 40. My grandmother had untreated high cholesterol her whole life, and had a stroke... but at 78, not in her 40s. And she's been as overweight as I am, too. It's now been 10 years since her stroke, and she's still alive, making problems for everyone. So I just take it for what it is. The doctors are just trying to scare you into good behavior, as if you don't know how bad excess weight is for you. The way I look at it, if they'd dealt with my thyroid issues when I was 17, I wouldn't be this big now, and I might have had an easier life. So all of them can kiss my big, flabby, disgusting, cellulite-filled, lily-white backside!
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