The New Out-of-Shape

Thanks to some unfortunate DNA, my love of french fries and my serious post-40 lack of exercise, the past few years has seen me enter that stage of “You better get your blood-pressure under control or else.” Well, this morning I had a spike in my blood pressure and and my doc sent me to the ER.

*ugh*

I am fine, but thought I would share the best part of the experience:

Upon entering the ER, I was greeted by one of the docs who said to me, “Hey, you are that blogger from the SF Gate.”  He then turned to the nurse and said, “This guy is famous!” As it turns out, we had met one through our school years back, but, still, it was flattering and I was feeling pretty good about myself at that point.

*ego inflates*

Into the exam room I went where I was hooked up to machines, my vitals were monitored and eventually deemed okay. As I was being discharged, the doc who took care of me came in for a chat about all of the things that every overweight, non-exercising, bad-eating person knows: eat better, exercise more and lose weight.

Me, “Yeah, I know, I am really out of shape.”

Doctor pauses, “Well . . . let’s not call it ‘out of shape,’ let’s call it ‘de-conditioned'”

Oh, okay.

Of course, I translate that, “Hey husky boy, get off your butt and lose some weight.” So, not only am I too heavy, but apparently I am now they guy who  needs positively spun euphemisms in order to listen. Great.

*ego deflates*

Turns out things are not “all good” but thankfully, there is no crisis. My meds have been adjusted and I will again rally to battle the beast that is my hypertension.  One book that I am going to pick up at the suggestion of the doc is, Joel Fuhrman’s Eat To Live: The Amazing Nutrient Rich Program for Fast and Sustained Weight Loss. If anyone has read it, let me know what you think.

Sincerely,

D. Conditioned