Last year, our health insurance company began requiring yearly physicals in order to keep our benefits from being out of control expensive. (I won’t say that what I pay is cheap, by any means, but it’s better than my husband’s plan – and we have separate plans because of the astronomical costs if either of us was to take the other on their plan.)
I went in for my physical 15 days after having a c-section. I didn’t really plan it that way. September was the best time for me – I would have given birth, and I had “weeks” (I thought) before I’d be weighed, giving myself a little time to drop some of the pregnancy weight. I did manage to drop 33 of my 44 pounds I gained while pregnant. I thought that was a success.
Then my doctor’s office sent the results to my house, and mentioned on there that my cholesterol could be lower if I would just lose a little bit of weight.
I almost lost it.
I have to have another physical. And this time it has to be completed before August 15. I called today, and the summer is filling up.
So, of course, I agreed to an appointment two weeks from today.
I completed my health risk assessment online, and it basically told me I’m overweight. According to Dr. Google, I have to drop 10 pounds to be considered healthy.
what. the. heck.
I consider myself a relatively healthy person. Up until 18ish months ago, I rarely had to go to the doctor. The questions on this assessment were ridiculous for someone who is living with a child under the age of one who doesn’t sleep through the night (and I may not have been completely honest on the sleep questions, because really, I couldn’t handle a lower score when some things are just beyond my control.)
You know what’s more maddening than my doctor telling me to lose some weight? My health insurance costs are in someone else’s hands. Someone who doesn’t know me. That person (or company) doesn’t understand how much I exercise, how I eat (which is pretty well most days), that I honestly don’t smoke (ever) or drink (much.) And I have no idea what will happen if I don’t pass with flying colors.
I have two weeks to lose weight or be healthy or something. Wish me luck.