Sometimes you get lucky with emergencies- I had to go to the ER at a hospital out of town recently (visiting family, bad abdominal pain + pregnant = scary) and was so happy the doctor who finally saw me wasn't fat like nearly every single nurse there.  She was really sharp/witty and after determining baby was fine even asked if I had felt any moving yet despite it being a little early because I was "skinny compared to lots of moms" that she saw come in.  I hadn't, but we shared a laugh, and it made the visit less stressful having a shitlady ER doctor.