Intervention Leads to Insult
My mom calls me up and tells me to tune into TLC (The Learning Channel). As I am searching through my Dish TV menu guide she is telling me how awesome this show she is watching is. I was extremely eager to find out what it was, until I saw what it was. It was Inside the Brook Haven Obesity Clinic.
While I do have the show DVRed (or Tivo-ed to you Tivo folks), I wasn’t expecting to hear what my mom was just about to say. She had the nerve to compare me to the people on that show. I am fat and I accept that fact, but I ain’t on the level of the people on the show. I weigh over 300 lbs but she some how forgot that I am not the normal 300 pounder. The patients on the show are morbidly obese and most require some kind of surgery in order to lose the weight. Many of them can’t even perform normal, every day activities without some assistance.
So when my mom calls me up and thinks that I should check myself in to the clinic or get gastric bypass surgery, it pisses me off. I know that she is just trying to care for me, but I don’t like being compared to those folks on the show. I feel like I have been progressing nicely with my weight loss and overall health, but this just makes me feel as though I haven’t.
It’s like I have been delusional or something. As if all my progress is just a figment of my imagination. This is definitely a set back in the morale column. Thanks mom! Now I need to go get angry on my treadmill. Yes, that should work nicely.