17th – 23rd September 2017
Things have improved greatly – I have been able to sort out my eating and I have also managed to step up my exercise too.
I have always thought I am quite an easy going person, I have been a person who gets on with everyone, I am not a person who would intentionally create an argument. Matt and I do argue but not really very often – it’s probably because I always let him believe he is right, when really we both know I am!
This week I had an appointment with a lady I never met before. I was recommended to go to her because she can analyse you and tell you about your health and the type of things you should be eating.
After the brief examination she told me what she discovered. She asked me what I had for breakfast I said a green juice and some oats. She then went on to say that it sounds very healthy what I am eating but in fact it is not. She then says that I should be eating things like shepherds pie or curry for breakfast. I said I’m sorry but I’m not going to eat that for breakfast, it just seems wrong
She said that there is someone in the family with a heart condition and I said no. Then she said TB – again I said no. She listed lots of ailments and after about 7 she got one where I agreed.
She even told me that everything my nutritionist has told me is all wrong and I would never lose weight that way even though I had lost 5 and half stone with her.
She carried on with her diagnosis and started to talk 3 times faster than a normal person, she was adding lots of jargon that I didn’t understand – you needed a PHD in biology to understand it. If she spoke French I think I would have understood her better! Because she spoke so fast I couldn’t get her to stop.
After about 5 minutes and her telling me of all the things I couldn’t eat I burst into tears – I just couldn’t take it anymore. All I was hearing was I was doing it all wrong and my brain had information overload.
You would think that because I was a little emotional she would have a little sympathy but no. I just asked her to slow it down and get rid of all the jargon. Her reply was “I am used to talking to intelligent adults and shouldn’t have to put it into baby talk!!!!”
I felt I stayed really calm even though I was emotional. She however couldn’t take it and was ready to kick me out. I don’t think she was used to people questioning her methods.
After an hour and a half of listening I said I’m sorry I don’t think I am going to do a lot of that advice because it seems to me that you have it backwards – eating your dinner at breakfast for one.
When I left I thought about what just happened and realised I had paid for an hour and a half of constant abuse and some really bad advice. If that was 2 years ago I would have taken everything she said to heart, not questioned a thing and been so much more emotional.
This time when I left I just laughed and thought what a sad old lady. I talked to the person who recommended her and she said that she gave her the same advice, which to me proved it was rubbish.
One thing positive I got out of it was that it made me realise that I know my own mind. All those questions of who I am were gone and I came out knowing myself better and being happy with the result!