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The Letter

September 23, 2005 | Category: Mother to the First Power



bearandCD.JPG It's been a tough week - the low point being last Friday, when Bear's pediatrician called him 'obese'. For the record? She wasn't looking at him at the time, she was looking at something called a "BMI Chart". A tool she had not explained to us; with flaws she did not discuss. Which, on top of everything else, she used improperly.

First we dealt with the fallout to Bear (he was actually very reasonable in accepting that the doctor wanted to make sure he ate the right foods. He is pretty confident in his choices, but agreed that we could cut down the french fries.)

Then we dealt with our personal fallout. I can't speak for CD, but what kept me churning was that I had known she was wrong, but didn't do anything to stop her.

My regret is that I should have stopped her, you know? I should have interrupted her bad self and gotten my son out of there. I should have scrawled "Respect" on a sign and jumped up on the reception desk, holding it aloft.

I am ashamed of myself for not fighting back in the moment.

And?

I am ashamed of her.

Today I wrote a letter, explaining to her and to all the doctors in her practice why we will no longer be using their services. I mentioned that we were discussing it - me and the parents of the 22 other children at Bear's party - and discovered that lo! and behold! there were two other parents that had quit the same practice for similar reasons. And one other parent who was using the practice but got recommendations for another one based on our conversation.

I said that a doctor of children has a special responsibility to see children as individuals. To model and teach them respect for themselves, and pride in good health - which is not a number but a state of being.

I said that my son was not a pig at the fair to be weighed, measured and talked over. And that if a practice of doctors dedicated to children thought that was acceptable, then I would challenge each and every one of them to look deep in their hearts about their choice of profession.

Before they went bankrupt.

Or worse, did more damage to the patients in their care.

All that's left now, is to find a stamp.


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Comments


I am glad you wrote that letter. If you need a stamp I can bring one over.

Posted by: laura on September 27, 2005 11:27 PM


I am astounded. Given that obesity is a genuine health risk, and an undeniable social reality - surely a doctor should be able to recognize who is and who ain't obese?? I've worked with children all my life, and those pictures you posted tell me this child is in no way obese. Not even close. I'm not even sure I'd call him chunky. And a pot belly? ALL kids have a pot belly, which they'll lose by the time they're 5 - 7.

And who uses a BMI on children?? It's ridiculous!

My aunt is obese, in fact "morbidly obese" is the charming term, but her four sons, now young adults, have always been active and of healthy weight. Because she did all the things you are doing with Bear, and for which you should be receiving credit.

Good for you for writing that letter. Not only was she rude and insensitive, she's using questionable diagnostic methods - and that makes one wonder about her basic competence.

Oh, but I'm steamed!

Posted by: Mary on September 26, 2005 07:57 AM


I'm sorry to hear about the pediatrician visit. Yikes, that is just mean. Sometimes doctors are the worst about ignoring what is right in fron to them and going with what "the book" (or the BMI chart) says.

Posted by: Krisco on September 26, 2005 02:29 AM


Good for you! I wrote a similar letter when I was pregnant with #6, and the ped who had seen all of my other kids since birth had the nerve to laugh at me and send me home with a prescription for The Hubster to have a vasectomy. He also handed me an advair diskus - for asthma for one of my kids - and said it looked like birth control, but I wouldn't know since I didn't use it.

Whoops. Not all about me, sorry.

Bear is super lucky to have a mom like you in his corner.

Posted by: Carmen on September 25, 2005 06:43 PM


Its probably better that you waited to write the letter because now you're calm and composed and can raise some valid points. I think you did it the right way!

Posted by: Rhonda on September 25, 2005 03:24 PM


Don't berate yourself for not saying enough when you were in the doctor's office. It's hard to come up with something intelligent to say when your child is being attacked.

You did the right thing by talking to Bear about it, and then firing the pediatrician and writing a well thought out letter as to why their practice should rethink their philosophy. Be proud of yourself for that.

Posted by: Carolyn on September 25, 2005 11:22 AM


you go girl! good for you for sending the letter.

Posted by: nina on September 25, 2005 10:18 AM


Yea, you! You should be really proud of yourself for putting it in writing and standing up to her. It's a hard thing to do, but you did the right thing. There are way too many good doctors out there to waste another day or cent on one that makes you feel that way.

Posted by: E on September 24, 2005 05:35 PM


Stamp, schmamp. I'd march right in that office and shove it in that broad's . . .

Stethoscope.

And that, my dear, was a joke. I second all that RP said. :)

Posted by: Margi on September 23, 2005 07:45 PM


Oh, good for you. It feels good to stick up for yourself in such a reasonable, intelligent, assertive way so that the offending party has no choice but to listen and, hopefully, feel something. And knowing that because of your letter, they might think twice next time. And it sounds like you did excellent damage control with Bear (who's adorable, btw).

Posted by: Hip Mama on September 23, 2005 06:15 PM


BRAVO!!! (sending stamp thru snail mail)

Posted by: Cathy on September 23, 2005 04:20 PM


You rock, Elizabeth.

The only thing I would add about what you said is that that doctor is already bankrupt - just not financially (yet).

Posted by: ElizabethN on September 23, 2005 03:29 PM


Amen. And Bravo.

Posted by: Stephen Macklin on September 23, 2005 03:25 PM


there is still something very satisfying in the day of email and voice mail to write a good ol' fashioned "YOU SUCK" letter. Way to go.

Posted by: amy on September 23, 2005 02:59 PM


*begin gush* You are my hero. Seriously. I'm thrilled that you wrote that letter, that you stood up for yourself, that you let them know that they were bullies, that they should not have even had that conversation with Bear in the room. Sometimes, I want to be just like you when I grow up. Hero. Really.

Bear is a very lucky young man. *end gush*

Posted by: RP on September 23, 2005 01:40 PM