gloves are off

I’m not sure if it’s 

Stubbornness or immaturity 

Or entitlement.... or denial...

But we Fatties tend to want 

“One Last Meal” 

Before we start a new phase. 

Which is almost always 

A total crock of shit! 

A sister of a patient asked me

If she could be a gymnast one day. 

She’s at the tender age of 12. 

So she knows BullShit

When she hears it. 

So I tell her. “Yes. 

But you’ve got to want it. 

And work for it. 

And having some talent doesn’t hurt.”

That same day, I had a Nurse 

Ask to look at my “before” pictures. 

She asked me why I Fast. 

I told her about the insulin spikes. 

She nearly fell on the floor in shock.

Like I once did!  Says I, 

“The same grit and determination 

You are using to get through 

Nurse Practitioner School

Is the same mind set 

I apply to weight loss. 

And that is why I’ve been 

reasonably successful.” 

She’s got at least 100 pounds to lose. 

But that’s doable. 

Fasting never fails. Done right. 

I’ve helped patients with 

Wounds - and helped save a couple

Of legs from amputation! 

Why do so many 

“Seasoned Low Carbers”

Tend to regain all the weight they lost 

And then some? 

It’s always “then some”

I love how we think rules don't apply to us. 

Maybe we think we can get by. 

Maybe it seems overwhelming 

So we say “Eff it!”

Maybe it’s generally a lack of purpose? 

Like long term direction or goals? 

Instead of “Rich Dad, Poor Dad”

We need “Fat Bitch, Skinny Bitch!”

Any thoughts?