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Monday, June 18, 2007

Today I received advice from three different doctors on how to lose weight. No, I haven't been trawling the clinics in desperation, I was helping some overseas-trained health professionals prepare for an English exam. They have to do a role-play with the examiner acting as a patient. Today I was the mother of a twelve year old girl who needed braces, a dyspeptic grandfather and an overweight, middle-aged woman who yearned to be slim. That one wasn't much of a stretch for me.

One doc recommended a complete change in lifestyle. She was brutally honest about my unhealthy habits and condemned me for my alcohol consumption. Another advocated gradual change, a series of small moves in the right direction and thought a glass of wine with my meal would do no harm. The third was in favour of drinking lots of water and taking up exercise. In so far as the test is concerned they could have recommended a steady intake of chocolate Hob Nobs and still passed provided they made their suggestions in the correct tense but I found it interesting to have confirmed what I've long suspected: the medical profession know no more than I do about losing weight.

Thought for the day: It's like, at the end, there's this surprise quiz: Am I proud of me? I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth what I paid?
-Richard Bach, writer (1936- )

Current weight: 78.1 kg

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