{"id":4926,"date":"2010-09-14T08:21:06","date_gmt":"2010-09-14T13:21:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/?p=4926"},"modified":"2010-09-14T08:21:06","modified_gmt":"2010-09-14T13:21:06","slug":"fat-pills","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2010\/20100914-4926.htm","title":{"rendered":"Fat Pills"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Get those fat pills away from me<\/strong>,” my father said of the Smarties Grace had leftover from a start-of-school club booth.<\/p>\n

Grace wasn’t moving fast enough, so Dad grabbed a handful and attempted to get rid of them himself.<\/p>\n

“You don’t have any pockets!” he exclaimed to me.<\/p>\n

Grace had a solution<\/strong>–“Fat Pills” stuffed in my neckband. <\/p>\n

\"Rebekah<\/p>\n

A not-so-subtle message.<\/p>\n

It’s intervention time, they’ve been saying. You need to gain some weight.<\/p>\n

I know I do. <\/p>\n

I wish I could.<\/p>\n

I’ve been working at it–multiple meals a day, choosing more calorie-rich foods, etc.<\/p>\n

It’s been work, keeping the pounds on.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I can hear what you’re saying: “Puh-lease. Give me what you’ve got.”<\/p>\n

It puts me at a disconnect with a majority of the “diet-interested” population. Which, I guess, means that it’s good I’m not going to be working with the majority–or with the diet-interested, even.<\/p>\n

Instead, I get to work with a population for whom weight loss is bad news–and my job will be to make sure it doesn’t happen.<\/p>\n

It feels very “physician heal thyself” (or, “dietitian, stop your own weight loss”). But I’m proud to say that those fat pills must have paid off. I stepped on the scale last time I was at my sister’s (I don’t have a scale and generally only weigh myself once a month or less often)–and my weight is UP!<\/p>\n

I know most of you don’t understand the excitement, but I’ll share it anyway!<\/p>\n

Yippee!<\/strong><\/p>\n

Maybe my family will stop “stuffing” me now :-)<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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