I'm sharing a medical story with you today, /fit/. I'd like you to suspend disbelief because information in here will have you exasperated and angry (probably at me), but hear me out. >Be me, recovering fatty>Have mental retardation via ADHD>Also have PCOS>Be fatty for most of my life until late 20's. >Decide to make a change, get my health in order. >Get adderall, can suddenly do chores and be active, no more hunger problems, begin losing a little weight>Eventually plateau, but since I'm feeling and doing better, decide I'm gonna take it further.>End up starting weight loss journey as college begins>Walking every where, biking (until it got stolen)>Loose 100lbs>Start Fall Semester, live in Ghetto Land, USA. New dorm is off the block of one of the most dangerous city streets>Get woken up by loud revving, sounds like a car barreling towards window>Body reacts, half-asleep, I sprain my ankle because I'm wrapped in blankets and flying out of bed>Class II Sprained Ankle at beginning of semester, FML>Weight Loss Halted, Weight 250 out of the original 350.>Start driving car, don't stop because diet is still 1,700, so I'm just maintaining with OMAD.>Get a bit behind in school, catch up, get better, get back to it.>Catch cold going around. FML.>No weight gain, but no weight loss either. >Don't take meds, hunger is more noticeable. >Gain some weight. >Don't notice something crucial. >Get healthy again, the BASED counselor brought in lifting equipment to the art lobby. >He's teaching people how to lift and stretch. >Demonstrates deadlifts, someone personally helps me get form right. >I lift the beginner weights easy, it's like 60 lbs? Not sure, it just feels like lifting a heavy bag of ceramic clay those are normally 50lbs or so.>Surprise demonstrator and they say 'go to the bigger one, you could probably do it!'
>I go up to it, it's like 110lbs, it's the red ones that are like 55lbs on either side. >I lift it, it's much heavier ofc but I AM doing it.>Wearing running shoes. Smooth lobby concrete. Knee slips, sprain my back. >FML, it's just a sprain, I've had those before it's fine. >Spend 11 Hours in Ceramic studio like two or three hours at the pottery wheel, fighting to get caught up after being sick. >Say fuck it, e-mail professor that I can't get caught up on this project because I'm struggling working at the wheel and I may need help. >Wake up the next morning and feeling like ass, in a lot of pain>(no shit)Go to use the bathroom, get up to wipe my ass cause the pain is intense when bending over>fall face first into my towel rack, knees into my floormat>I can't walk. Begin to panic. Wipe and crawl to my bedroom. Legs are moving and wiggling, just can't get them to co-operate/put weight on them.>ER immediately. They help me out, get me muscle relaxers and basic pain meds. >Pain is INTENSE. Think I must've torn my muscles. But, okay I can do this. Missed a lot of school. >Day goes by, e-mailing teachers, trying to heal, gotta go to PCP to get his opinion and meds that don't make me drowsy. >Weekend goes by, I'm in agony, can not move.>Monday comes by, I'm at peak pain and it gets so bad, I call my mom again. >Go to same ER. Last time was fast and easy, this second time is different. >Mom has to wheelchair me, I'm crying and sobbing, yes the pain is that bad. >Everyone is nice, until... a weight lifting nurse comes in. Some type of dark skinned Asian dude, not sure on his background.>I'm no baby when it comes to pain or needles. >He's rough as hell with me, short, doesn't attend to me at all the 6-7 hours I'm there. >I know there's something wrong, especially when they give me some good shit.
>I try to be nice the entire time. >Until he's not coming by to help me out for anything. >Whatever, it's busy don't assume, someone else might need help, etc.>Pain starts coming back.>Agony is extreme, CT isn't ready for me after four hours.>Despite not having water for most of that time, need to pee.>Use bathroom before CT. >Go to CT. >They find nothing. >Everything still hurts, hurt to use the restroom too. >They bring me back. >Put me on Tordol which hardly helps the backpain. >Scream in agony until my mom comes back to help me. >She's at her wits end, I am too, he comes in and he's irritated with us. >Starts throwing it back in my face that it's about the weight lifting, it's just a sprain. >Have bloodwork showing my urine is weird. >I am on my period, but other signs non-blood related are off in my kidney per the tests I have access to. >I am scared, especially since this hospital nearly killed my mom once. >My mom and I decide to leave, because dude did not take my pain seriously. >Next morning, find out my bowels are impacted and I might have passed a kidney stone or I have a kidney Disease. >Dude writes up a lie about it being a 'contest' and puts shit in quotes like an angry twitter post obviously thinking it's just that.
tl;dr: I'm a recovering fat femoid and, despite trying to lose weight and trying to be healthy, a fit bro made medical judgements that directly impacted my recovery process.I see posts on here a lot about letting fat people die, but I gotta ask you guys, how do you know what stage someone is at when they come into the emergency room? I'm trying with everything in me to be healthy, but this dude treats me like I'm a scourge or plague, doesn't care to know or ask. I have the medical backings to report this dude for discrimination, especially because of the snarky note he left on my summary.But, I'm not going to. They could investigate him, make his life hell like mine. But, I'm not going to. Because the world does need nurses, even if he's a shitty one. What I'm hoping most, making this post, is that he's here and that he reads this and learns not to make those assumptions again. I don't know if he will, if he goes to /fit/ at all, it's a big world. But, I'm not going to have them investigate him because I think about you guys and you may not know it, but even if you hate me in some kind of way, you've all been here for me at my lowest. I normally pretend to be a guy, but there's medical information in this that is relevant to the story. I know people who think this way that I'm attached to, that I've talked to outside of 4Chan, they say I'm different because I'm trying to lose weight. I think about you guys and I think about them. I'm gonna keep trying to get better and keep being healthy. I'm not going to let that guy or this situation stop me from trying to lift now either. Because I enjoyed it. I ENJOYED lifting, even if I got hurt.
>>75382246>Because the world does need nurses, even if he's a shitty oneDeath rates drop when hospitals close. Shitty nurses murder thousands and thousands of people a year.
>>75382526Well, I want to say I believe you, but I also feel like the amount of people in the area who confirm deaths might be dropping too. I see what you're referring to though, the California Study right? I'll read more into it. I'm hoping that they'll at least talk to him about it without ruining his life. He might've hated me because of appearances, but I know how it feels to become radicalized against certain people based on outward appearance too.
>>75382221You're actually a terminally online retard if you think every /fit/ guy browses 4chan. Go back to crystal cafe and stay there.
You're a gross person
>>75382221should've taken ozempic
>>75382221Once a fatty, always a fattyNever trust anyone who is or was fatAlso>ADHDMade up retarded diagnosis
