There are some cultural things that no matter how hard you try, you just never get used to. I am called fat everyday. If a day goes by that I am not called fat, it is most likely because I did not leave my house. Here being called fat is similar to being told you have brown hair, are female or blue eyes. Or, at least that is what they tell me. If you are a size 2 and gain five pounds, they will tell you how fat you are. Here are some of the more dramatic stories about my experiences of being called fat. I have hesitated in telling you this because I am NOT looking for sympathy. I know I am not small. I just want to share with you how different cultures can be on one matter. Please laugh with me!!!
While riding in a taxi, the driver asked me if I had a husband and children. When I told him I didnʼt, he told me it was because I was so fat. He let me know that ‘men donʼt like fat women.’ He then, suggested that I be on the Biggest Loser.
I had a patient who was bleeding and needed blood. She had the same blood type as I do, so I went to the lab to donate blood. They took a small amount of blood to test it for hepatitis, HIV and make sure that the patients blood was compatible with mine. They told me to come back in 30 minutes to give the blood. So I returned 30 minutes later. The lab was closed because it was 12:05, lunch time. They would open back up at 2:00. I went all around the hospital asking for lab people. I finally got a hold of one. He took one look at me and said, “I have to eat lunch first because you are so fat. I will not have the energy to find your veins in all that fat, unless I eat first.” He then turned and walked away. I finally found someone to take my blood after about an hour.
After I purchased my motorcycle, I had to go to court to get all the paper work in my name. The guy at the courts asked me where my “owner” was. He said that I since I had an owner, he had to sign all the paper work. I told him I didnʼt have an owner. He told me, “It is impossible to be as HUGE as you are and not have an owner.” He wanted me to provide paper work that proved I was single. I wasnʼt sure how I was going to come up with a “certificate of singleness”. My friends vouched that I was single and I was able to get all the paperwork done.
Bajaj drivers will say that I may have to get out and walk because they don’t know if they will be able to make it up the hill… The stories could go on and on.
So now for a real impressive weight loss story…
I had a patient come in whose belly had been growing for 4 years and short of breath for several months. She had what is called Meigs’ Syndrome. She had a huge ovarian mass, fluid in her abdomen and fluid in her lungs. Between her abdomen and lungs we pulled off about 7-8 liters of fluid (15-18 lbs). The ovarian mass weighed in at 10 kilos (22 lbs). So this lady lost almost 40 pounds in her short surgery. Here are some pics of her surgery. I wish I had an after picture. I am guessing she lost about 30% of her body weight.