Is There A Doctor In The House?

I know that skinny is no indication that one is healthy. No Sir! But what we know from the CDC is that obesity and being overweight predisposes one to myriads of chronic problems.  Now, I’m not  talking about The Chronic that Dr. Dre and that “Slim Shady” rapper artist, Eminem, rapped about.  Here is the news straight from the big dogs mouth (CDC that is), verbatim:

Obesity Health Consequences:

Research has shown that as weight increases to reach the levels referred to as “overweight (Body Mass Index–BMI–of 25 or greater)” and “obesity (BMI of 30 or higher),” the risks for the following conditions also increases:

  • Coronary heart disease
  • Type 2 diabetes
  • Cancers (endometrial, breast, and colon)
  • Hypertension (high blood pressure)
  • Dyslipidemia (for example, high total cholesterol or high levels of triglycerides)
  • Stroke
  • Liver and Gallbladder disease
  • Sleep apnea and respiratory problems
  • Osteoarthritis (a degeneration of cartilage and its underlying bone within a joint)
  • Gynecological problems (abnormal menses, infertility)

Good 'ole Grandpa Caduceus...

Today I found myself sitting at a major conference here in South Florida for medical professionals.  Obesity update was the core menu for breakfast this morning.  The presenter gave updates on the latest research on gastric bypass–the splicing, tying, and banding technology being used now to “combat,” this epidemic, also, new drugs that if approved by the FDA would soon have clients flooding their primary practitioner’s office asking, “What’s up!  The audience was warned they’ve better learn about these medicines because when their office is inundated with clients making esquires, Physicians need to know the drugs and their health risk in order to well advise the clients with excess weight. I must confess, I really never liked that word, OBESITY.  When I first heard of it, it sounded like…confusion.  Please don’t ask me to make up a lie as to why.

Top of "The Beast!" Fort Lauderdale, near Convention Center

While trying my darnest best to listen to the lecturer, there was a Doctor in the house who was answering and seeming correcting the presenter, but in my ears.  She was disgruntled and appalled that the lecturer was spending that much time explaining the banding, bypassing, splicing (gastrectomy, vertical sleeve gastrectomy), and dicing (literally cutting edge stuff) the stomach (of which appears very inhumane and barbaric to me) when she thought clients needed simply to be told, encouraged, and admonished to make better choices by their MDs.  When the presenter read questions from the audience, one asking how a doctor could best approach his/her patient on the subject of not eating every tempting food that fly across their eyeballs and the other on how they may encourage these heavy laden and burdened patient to manage their energy expenditure (get off their butts), that doctor said aloud, “Yeah!  By practicing what we preach!”  I did a double take at her and then looked around waiting for the choir to sing.  Looks like on this beautiful but cool Sunday, at the Convention Center, in Fort Lauderdale, we were fixing to have church!

Yes there were many Doctors in the house, and many other health care professionals such as Physician Assistants,  Nurse Practitioners, Registered Nurses, and others attending the conference.  There were people seated in chairs, on the ground, and a good number standing up against the wall in that large room.  I did a sweeping-my-eyeballs survey and was not very surprised that there were many needing to hear what the good Doctor sitting next to me shouted.  She was having a hard time putting some polygrip on her lips–she was talking a bit too much for me.   So, like a good student who wants to make a decent grade in a class, I moved further up and 3 rows across and away from her.

Wait for me okay?

The conference was surely…enlightening, I guess, but like a naughty teenager, I skipped out on the afternoon classes because nothing else interested me on that menu or schedule, besides…the day was young and the sun was shinning and the temperature was a bit nippy, and my legs were getting restless (no medical condition here, okay?) and I wanted to… run.  So I got in my car and drove directly across the street to SE 17th Street, made a quick dash in the back of my car and came out in bright colors.  Yeah, I tacked that E. Clay Shaw Bridge that my TNT Coach Denny calls, “The Beast” and did 4.5 miles up and down that thing.  Got to get ready for my Madrid, Spain Rock & Roll, run for the cure of of blood cancer marathon, benefiting the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society.

OYE!  Many of us who work in healthcare need a good ‘ole Buttuck Lift (…but not this one) of a conventional kind and do something about all the huffing and puffing we do when we have to run to the noxious sound of a patient’s call light, from one patient’s room to the next, or to a code blue situation. That kind of heavy breeding is not healthy, cool, and sure lacks the image of anything…well… Zen.  It’s best we reserve the sound for some other healthy activities of your liking.  Just saying!  Despite the image a good majority of us are portraying in healthcare, I was encouraged by meeting a decent number of medical professionals who are representing the face of wellness, fitness, and doing-their-body-goodness.  They are doing their part by setting good examples, being downright honest (they don’t tell their patient, “You have fat bones.”) and supportive to their clients, and are playing constructive roles in helping get America in shape.   Tonight, I am very thankful for these!  Please take my suggestion as constructive advice.  This is what nurses do to.  So don’t be offended, get down to business and tend to your health.