Fat Nurse Tries to Diagnose a Non-Issue like She's on House, Fails Miserably I have always had a slight lack of respect for fat health professionals, because how am I supposed to listen to them about health when they don't embody their career talking-points? But nonetheless, they did the schooling, I did not, and they're a servant of the people, so I remain polite and go to them for health advice nonetheless. That is, until a few days ago. I went to the doctor for a routine check up on my reproductive health. This was a new clinic, so I had to go through the entire process of giving them all of my health info. Of course, this being america there wasn't a single healthy weight nurse in the building....but it's nothing new, right? So I wasn't surprised when I got a fat nurse recording all of my health information for the doctor. She weighed me, took blood pressure, all the works....everything is good and healthy. She writes it all down and proceeds to ask me basic reproductive health questions. When asked whether I was regular or not, I said that every once in awhile I will miss shark week entirely, but that this is not unusual for me and I never feel negative symptoms related to it.   The nurse raised her eyebrows, and gave a look of "yep I figured," which confused me. She proceeds to tell me that missed shark weeks are normal for women with eating disorders.... ....whoa there Bessy, you just weighed me 5 seconds ago and I was at a perfectly normal weight, nor do I show any signs of an eating disorder. You also have only seen me for a whopping 3 minutes so that's quite the leap to make. Really? Is this the kind of health care I'm getting from a woman who I imagine has at the least an associates degree? "Meh, she's smaller than me so obviously she has an eating disorder." If any of you saw me in person you'd understand just how ridiculous accusing me of an eating disorder is....I have a BMI of 21.5 and do free weights 3-4x per week. I'm not even see-my-hip-bones skinny, I'm just not fat. I couldn't help but scoff at her a bit while telling her that it's simply related to my travelling or lack of sleep, and that I'm far from having an eating disorder. She proceeds to scribble something down on my chart anyways, so I had the feeling it was going through one ear and out the other. I gave up trying to prove my point (logic isn't their forte anyways) and just waited for Bessy to leave so I could see a real doctor. With a smug ass smile on her face and that mouse-like voice fat women are always trying to do to sound smaller, she says "Well, only the doctor will be able to diagnose you officially, but this isn't my first rodeo you know!"  Needless to say, I was relieved when the doctor walked in later and was about the same size as me. I wish the fat nurse would have stayed in the room to see the doctor read the chart she gave her only to say "Huh? That can't be right." as she crosses a bunch of stuff out on the chart.  Fats, get out of healthcare. You don't even know what healthy looks like, and it makes you look stupid. Tl;dr Fat nurse accuses me of having an eating disorder based on her jealousy, mere stupidity or maybe both.