Does anyone else ever have deep-seated weight related memories to resurface after reading threads on here? I found this happened to me last night.

I remembered that about 8 yrs. ago that I had fallen from a tree stand while deer hunting. DH took me to the ER. The ER dr. gave me a copy of his report to give to my regular physician. The report stated that "Even though patient looks pregnant, she is definitely not pregnant". It also started with "Moderately obese 38 yr. old white female".

I then also remembered that my Dr. that filled out my college application had classifed me as "slender" under the weight category when I was 135 lbs.

Ouch, that's a tough one, Lily! But, hey... look at you now!

I had a moment like that when someone was talking about their BMI and the "morbidly obese" vs just "obese". My doctor showed me a chart, and although the BMI number didn't mean anything to me, the morbidly obese was a little startling. Ok... a LOT startling.

Constantly, mostly from the "young ones". I unfortunately have an eating disorder but it has settled down over the last ten years. The individuals on here who are just accepting/admitting to their disorders reminds me of all the stupid things I used to do with food, many too descriptive/embarassing to list. Things I haven't thought about in years!! Not sure if this is good or bad???!!

Lily, your story reminds me of something that happened to me awhile back.
My husband and I had gotten into a car accident (we were okay!). But, we had to go to the hospital to be checked out.
I just had a baby 12 weeks prior to this and I was quite happy with how much weight I had already lost. I guess I was around 175-180.
Then I read the hospital report and the doctor had described me as a morbidly obese woman! No one at the hospital had weighed me so, they went by guess work.
I felt like crud after that.

Hi Lillybelle!

The memory that came to mind after reading THIS thread was when I went in for my first gynological exam before I was married. I weighed 158 that day according to the doctor's scales, and the new doctor was all over me about "weighing THAT much." He said that I "had better get that weight off-PRONTO!" He also told me that I had a VERY SMALL uterus and would probably have a tough time having children.

Well, I am STILL tramatized when I think of that doctor's visit! Having a strange man poking around INSIDE OF ME was bad enough, but his "bedside manner" was even WORSE!

Needless to say I NEVER went back to THAT GUY! Fortunately I found a sweet, lovable OB/GYN that a number of my friends recommended when I moved to my new town! I would (and HAVE!) put my life in his very capable hands for delivery of our two sons by C-section and also a Myomectomy. He came into the Chapel after the Myomectomy to talk to my husband and tell him the good news that my uterus was FINE and I would be able to have a second child. He then PRAYED in thanks with my husband!

Sometimes bad things lead to things that are better than we could possibly imagine! If I didn't have such an AWFUL experience at first with the first OB/GYN, maybe I never would have fully appreciated my LOVELY, SWEET OB/GYN that I have now.

2 vivid memories.. both from my mother.

I was about 8.. and asked for a second scoop of icecream at a family dinner from my aunt. My said to me in front of everyone. "tomorrow you are going to have an extra roll on your stomach"

I was maybe 13 - trying a pair of dress pants from my closet. My mother said "if you just lost 5 lbs those would look so much better on you"

My mother was very obese when saying both of these statements.

The last one...with the Vietnamese guy poking me and asking how much I weighed in Khmer to the Cambodian guide.....then the continuing conversation between the two guessing how much I could be.....

Just lovely!! Really made my day!! (NOT)