Underactive

Another appointment with the Health Advisor. This time I'm going to get a list of meals, based on the Eatwell Plate. Ms Sabbath has spotted that I eat more than I should, rather than working on the pretext that I am starving. This is a step in the right direction. She is also going to get me on the waiting list for CBT, which is what I need to actually be able to stick to diets, or at least I hope so.

There was a trainee in the room while I was there. Ms Sabbath had to pop out for a minute and the trainee started making light conversation. She was delightfully drippy.

"Have you been coming long?"

"Yes, over a year," I said.

"Oh, really? Have you lost much weight?"

"No, nothing."

"Oh dear! Have you had your fibroids checked?"

"My fibroids? No!" This was news to me. I had no idea that scar tissue in the womb could cause weight gain.

"Oh, yes," continued the trainee, "Some people have an underactive fibroid."


I had to blink a couple of times to keep my face straight. Still some training to go, possibly.