My blood is still boiling right now as I type. I just talked to the mother of a patient who is morbidly obese. He's only twelve but he's over 240 lb (110 kg for non-Americans).
As I talked to the mother about having him lose weight and the danger of diabetes, she walked out on me before I finished, saying that I am rude. I am so upset that people rather turn a blind eye on their kids' problem instead of facing the issue. They want to deny that their kids are fat and instead just calling them "big boned".
I really want to make a difference, but I feel like I am on a one-man crusade against a tidal wave of junk food and bad sedantary habits. I guess I lost one today, and in the very near future, he's going to be diagnosed with diabetes. Decades down the line, he's going to have his feet amputated and his name put on a kidney transplant list because of renal failure.
Please, if you're overweight, do something about it now before it's too late. I'll try to save one life at a time, but it's a tough uphill battle against people's ignorance.
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