Am I Becoming A Fattist

Over the weekend, I paid a visit to COSTCO, because I needed some printer ink and some fruits and vegetables, to go along with my Greek yogurt

. It was a very busy day at the farm, as they say. I knew this, because I had to wait a minute or two for a cart, so I

could go in.

I found the printer ink right away and then headed for the fruits and vegetables. This area of the store was quite congested and it wasn't just the number of people. It was the number of people, plus huge body mass. Now in my previous life as a fat focker, I probably didn't notice this at all.

But sadly...or not...I am becoming a fattist, or a fatistador, to make it sound better.

(A fattist is a person who is prejudiced against fat people, in the new politically correct lexicon.)

Now, I DO understand when you have to sit next to a buffet molester on a plane. That isn't a pleasant experience, at all. The only thing that could make it worse...and you may be wondering just exactly what could make it worse...but it can be worse. One time, while flying from NY to Orlando, I was squeezed in next to a whale walker ...with gas--enough gas to fire a fleet of delivery trucks. I can't even begin to describe the air quality on that flight, but had we landed in the ocean he could have kept the plane from sinking, all by himself.

Now, plane seats are one thing. But when your behind is capable of shutting down an aisle at COSTCO, then you have a real problem. It seemed that everywhere I turned my cart, another jumbo jiggler was blocking my progress. When I managed to get past a couple of them, I looked at what was in their carts, in passing.

Donut Dolly had six cases of soda on the bottom of her cart. It was topped by giant sized bags of various snack foods, then topped off with pastries and muffins and pizza. I don't think you could have found a fruit, or vegetable in there, with a seeing eye dog.

30% of all Americans are seriously overweight.

Not ten pounds overweight, but at least thirty pounds overweight. I used to be one of them, so I know, firsthand.

As I was wandering around COSTCO, I was trying to guess what the cholesterol level of some of these flabbinators might be. 400? 500? I remember a story about a very witty intern in the hospital, in New York, who...when asked what the cholesterol level of a patient was, during rounds, replied, "DOA."

The time to get your own health plan started is NOW. Start eating right, getting some exercise and getting your chubbalicious self under control.

by: Dr.Bill

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