A woman goes to her doctor's office for a physical. She's been dreading this moment all week knowing the first thing the doctor will do is put her on the scale.
The scale, the thing she dreads most, the thing she avoids no matter what, like the full-length mirror.
She put this day off for two whole years, telling herself "I'll lose ten pounds and then I'll go." She thinks, "The doctor will tell me I've gained. She'll say it's no good for my heart. She'll say it's time to lose the baby weight. She'll think I'm out of control. She'll put me on cottage cheese and carrot sticks. She'll think I'm a failure. Maybe she'll give me diet pills."
It takes all the woman's got to go in and face the music.
A woman goes to her doctor's office for a physical. She's been dreading this moment all week knowing the first thing the doctor will do is put her on the scale.
The scale, the thing she dreads most, the thing she avoids no matter what, like the full-length mirror.
She put this day off for two whole years, telling herself "I'll lose ten pounds and then I'll go." She thinks, "The doctor will tell me I've gained. She'll say it's no good for my heart. She'll say it's time to lose the baby weight. She'll think I'm out of control. She'll put me on cottage cheese and carrot sticks. She'll think I'm a failure. Maybe she'll give me diet pills."
It takes all the woman's got to go in and face the music.