Who wants to lose a few pounds?
I do, I do!
Who wants to read about weight loss?
Look. I know where you're coming from. Doctors like me should get all excited about slimming down, but if you ask me to count calories or eat like a cavewoman, I sprint for the door. And after I finish sprinting, I want to eat more than a goji berry.
So I wrote this bite-sized book that sums up my entire weight loss philosophy in six words: eat right and get a dog. Okay, I wrote a little more than that, but I promise not to shame you or make up some complex system where you have to order a magic spoonful of powdered spinach from me every Tuesday at midnight.
Just read it. What have you got to lose, except a few inches, a few dollars, and a few degrees of self-loathing? Hooray!
Once, on a night shift, I was trying to hurry through the ambulatory patients, which means the people who can walk. That means the sore ears, runny noses, that sort of thing. At the time, we’d see four patients in one small room, and I’d move from one stretcher to another, shuffling through the charts in my hands and ripping the cubicle curtains back and forth for an illusion of privacy. A tanned, 40-something man thanked me for helping him with his sore back, but paused on his way out of the examining room to ask. “How would you recommend you lose weight?”
I paused. No one had ever asked me that as an emergency room doctor. The few times I’ve worked a walk-in clinic, I guess I was so busy rushing sore throats in and out of the room that no one inquired about weight loss tips.
I blurted out, “Eat right and get a dog.”
In six words, that summed up my weight loss wisdom.