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 <description>&lt;p&gt;We were at my grandmother’s house last weekend. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: My great-grandmother is 93 – we go there a lot – you know, I want&lt;br /&gt;
to make sure I visited her within one week in case she dies. It’s a guilt thing.&lt;br /&gt;
I grew up listening to her tell me she wished she spent more time with her&lt;br /&gt;
mother before she died and now….it’s too late. She’s a smart one, yes she&lt;br /&gt;
is!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://beyondmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/bathroomscale.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;bathroom-scale&quot; width=&quot;306&quot; height=&quot;206&quot; align=&quot;right&quot; /&gt; One of the rituals that happens every time we&lt;br /&gt;
visit is getting me on the scale. My great-grandmother is not happy unless she&lt;br /&gt;
knows how much I weigh. In my passive-aggressive way (she’s 93, I can’t get too&lt;br /&gt;
snarky) I make up random numbers like “93” and then when she says it’s&lt;br /&gt;
impossible I either blame it on her macular degeneration or tell her the scale&lt;br /&gt;
is broken. I once told her “425” but she almost had a breathing attack so I keep&lt;br /&gt;
my fake numbers on the low side.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The problem is, I cannot resist looking at the scale - then spend the next&lt;br /&gt;
few hours judging myself and being all girly and self-hateful before I snap back&lt;br /&gt;
out of it and remind myself HEALTH AND WEIGHT ARE NOT SYNONYMS!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ok, I don’t actually snap out of it. I gently coddle myself. First I remind&lt;br /&gt;
myself that the first person I knew that died of cancer was a 25 year old&lt;br /&gt;
mostly-vegetarian, thin, healthy, dirty-hippie type that didn’t drink, smoke or&lt;br /&gt;
do drugs. I remind myself of all the doctor appointments my thin, fasionista&lt;br /&gt;
acquaintances make for heart conditions, skin conditions, high blood pressure,&lt;br /&gt;
low blood pressure, and diabetes. These thoughts comfort me until I can ask the&lt;br /&gt;
final question that gets me right with myself. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you give up your health to be thin?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This question used to be difficult. Is it more important for me to be healthy&lt;br /&gt;
or for people to &lt;em&gt;think I’m healthy&lt;/em&gt;? Obviously it should be more&lt;br /&gt;
important to really be healthy – but it’s difficult sometimes to make my heart&lt;br /&gt;
see reason. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So….here’s why I’m writing this particular entry. (No, it’s not so you can&lt;br /&gt;
tell me I’m beautiful.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At grandmother’s house last weekend I stepped on the scale. I looked down and&lt;br /&gt;
was sure the scale was calibrated incorrectly. I called for Randy to come in and&lt;br /&gt;
step on the scale (he always weighs the same plus/minus five pounds so if it’s&lt;br /&gt;
right for him it’s right for me) – the scale showed his weight as dead-on&lt;br /&gt;
accurate. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Which means in about a month I’ve lost 50lbs. My clothes don’t feel&lt;br /&gt;
different, except for this one pair of pedal pushers that try to slide off my&lt;br /&gt;
body. I don’t think I look different. If I put my arm straight down you could&lt;br /&gt;
still shelter a village of children from the rain under the flap above my&lt;br /&gt;
elbow….so what happened?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I remarked on my magical weight loss out loud to my husband, and my&lt;br /&gt;
(&lt;em&gt;supposedly&lt;/em&gt; deaf) great-grandmother says, “Oh I’m so happy you lost&lt;br /&gt;
weight! Congratulations, sweetie!” (Did I mention, at 93, she’s on a diet? If&lt;br /&gt;
you saw how little she eats and then says she’s going to get fat you’d wonder&lt;br /&gt;
how I don’t have a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; eating disorder.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But…I’m not happy I lost weight. Because there’s no reason. I mean there must&lt;br /&gt;
be a reason. I’m no more or less active than I was a month ago - I&#039;m pretty&lt;br /&gt;
active in general.  I don’t diet, so that’s obviously not the cause. What&lt;br /&gt;
happened? It’s an important question because that’s a good hunk of weight to&lt;br /&gt;
just disappear from my frame without giving me some forewarning or notice of&lt;br /&gt;
departure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The last two weeks have seen more than one evening of me up clutching my&lt;br /&gt;
tummy in pain rather than sleeping for hours on end, but I figured that I had&lt;br /&gt;
just eaten something that disagreed with me. That for some reason my stomach is&lt;br /&gt;
getting more sensitive as I age. I mean, you can&#039;t eat sliders (aka White&lt;br /&gt;
Castle) forever without consequences, right? Foods are more easily grossing me&lt;br /&gt;
out and I’m cutting them from my diet because I just can’t eat them. Some&lt;br /&gt;
examples? Beef, most chicken, milk, most cheese. I’m still a fan of pasta but&lt;br /&gt;
don’t eat as much because it’s not as tasty as it used to be. Nothing sounds&lt;br /&gt;
good. But this has been happening steadily with no weight loss for the last six&lt;br /&gt;
months. Not a real explanation for a sudden one month drop.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ah well. If I find out what the cause of the mysterious weight drop is I’ll&lt;br /&gt;
tell you. Goodness knows I’d be thrilled to find out what happened. I hate&lt;br /&gt;
mysteries. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And man, if one more person congratulates me on the weight loss I just might&lt;br /&gt;
scream. I mean, seriously, if I was thin and was rapidly losing weight people&lt;br /&gt;
would be worried, but since I’m fat I’m supposed to take my weight loss where I&lt;br /&gt;
can get it? I don’t think so. But the fact that it is happening is a serious&lt;br /&gt;
sign of the times, where people feel that fat people cannot &lt;em&gt;possibly&lt;/em&gt; be&lt;br /&gt;
healthy and weight loss is seen as a religion (one of the ones that believes in&lt;br /&gt;
good works as well as faith – the faith that if you were 20, 30, 50 pounds&lt;br /&gt;
lighter your life would somehow magically be better.) The society of, “You have&lt;br /&gt;
such a pretty face.” Where body diversity is not only ignored, it is actively&lt;br /&gt;
buried. Where the media has control of the self-esteem of children, and teens,&lt;br /&gt;
and adults, and the elderly. Where it’s okay to age naturally as long as you’re&lt;br /&gt;
pretty (for being old, and of course look younger than others of your&lt;br /&gt;
demographic) and can be put on the cover of a magazine. Where it’s okay to&lt;br /&gt;
shovel anything you want in your mouth if you’re thin because people assume you&lt;br /&gt;
don’t eat that way all the time because, you know, &lt;em&gt;you’re thin&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I believe in body diversity. I also think everyone should stop hating on&lt;br /&gt;
themselves for not being &amp;quot;enough&amp;quot; of something. Not enough butt, not enough&lt;br /&gt;
boob, not enough curve, not enough weight loss. There are bigger problems in the&lt;br /&gt;
world and they won&#039;t go away just because we decide to be control freaks when it&lt;br /&gt;
comes to our bodies. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The problem with weight in America &lt;em&gt;is not willpower&lt;/em&gt;. It is sadness,&lt;br /&gt;
loneliness, pain, diversity, genetics, socioeconomic status, accessibility, and&lt;br /&gt;
corporate greed. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image source: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sxc.hu/profile/juliaf&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;juliaf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt; via sxc.hu (crappy&lt;br /&gt;
photoshopping done by yours truly!)&lt;br /&gt;Cross Posted @ &lt;a href=&quot;http://beyondmom.com&quot;&gt;Beyond Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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