My mom has been worried about me for the last year since my grades went dramatically down since I started college. She's studied psychology and said she suspects I may have Adult ADHD, so she decided to take me to the dr. to ask him for an appointment with the mental health specialist. We went there tomorrow morning and I was in the best of moods since I had weighed this morning and I had lost some weight. But then the dr. asked me what's wrong and I told him about the symptoms my mom was worried about, and he said it's probably just "bad studying habits" and "maybe I don't have the intelectual capacity to study medicine". That had already ruined my mood, but it got worse.
He started looking through my file and said "I see you've been overweight for many years, and obviously you haven't done a thing about it". Needless to say, after 3 weeks of dieting and exercise and struggling to stick to the plan, this didn't make me feel good at all. He then weighed me and calculated my body mass and said "Well, you're obese" I seriously wanted to say "DUH!!", but I was speechless. Then my mom said "Well, she's been on a diet for 3 weeks now" and he said "Oh, and how much has she gained?"
So he ended up sending me to a nutrition specialist and saying I'm probably just lazy and that's why I can't concentrate. I felt awful and almost started crying right there. I'm sick of everyone putting my weight before everything else, it makes me feel I'm worthless as long as I'm fat
Sorry for the long post and all the venting, but I had to get it off my chest.

Don't let that guy dissuade you from your goals and dreams. Find someone to help you get there. Remember – your doctor works for you.
The fact that noone noticed there was something going on before was partly my fault. They made me take a test when I was in preschool and they said I had a very high IQ, but my mom didn't want to send me to a "genious" school, so I've always been in normal schools. I never really had to concentrate to get brilliant grades, and it was easier for me to tell my parents I worked hard to get them than "it was easy". Everyone used to say I was always "In my own little world", but they never give it a second thought. So, when I started Med. School last year and really had to spend hours studying, my grades were a complete disaster, and that's when my parents started worrying. We've been researching Adult ADD for a while now, and both my mom and I think it sounds a lot like what happens to me.