the doctor: "Physically, you look like you're in great shape, but you're actually not. You're actually in bad shape."

me: "Are you trying to make me cry?"

the stupid doctor: "No, no, no, not at all. See, this where you are [underweight, according to that stupid BMI chart]. This, right here is the general area you wanna be in [fat cow territory].

me, slightly teary-eyed: "But I'm always this size and weight."

the insensitive, stupid doctor: "That doesn't mean it's the right size. And, no, you're not always this weight; not according to your chart. [THAT WAS BABY WEIGHT!!!] Now, you need to put on 10 pounds just to be on the cusp of underweight and normal weight. I recommend you put on an additional 5 to that 10 before you even BEGIN thinking about trying to conceive a child. Otherwise, you're putting yourself and that child at risk for some severe complications."

me: "Thank you for ruining my day. I don't want to hear you talk anymore; I'm going home. Try not to ruin anyone else's day."

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