I have absolutely no experience of your difficulties but one potential solution could be to take someone as your advocate. Who could explain to staff you have had issues you’ve had previously and tell them not to tell you and have the discussion for you. Or decline to get on the scales at all until you are in with a single consultant with whom you can explain the problem you fear. Again a friend to do the explaining could help here too.
Is really weight such a fundamental part of clinic that they can’t assess you otherwise, eg by making a reasonable guesstimate in lieu of the scales. I can’t imagine that people with histories that include eating disorders are unknown to diabetic clinic. They should have processes in place to facilitate diabetic care without aggravating your health in other ways.
I’ve been in other clinics where the do exactly the same. Often for no apparent reason. If it is clinically relevant they can always go back to it. If you can, just do as @wiflib says and sweetly say no thanks. If not then an advocate isn’t your mummy (but it could be). Plenty of reasonable responsible adults take someone with them to medical appointments as a second pair of eyes ears AND lips. Medical appointments can be scary, confusing or confronting depending on the the staff the hold them and or the issues that the patient may have. In fact it is recommended to take a friend if you feel this may even possibly apply to you.Honestly I don't know how important it IS but it APPEARS to be. When you rock up you go through two ....I should not call them trials but...anyway. The way my clinic is set up is the waiting area faces two doors. The first, you are brought into and if you are under 18 you are measured and then weighed. If you are older you just trot in and sit in the scale seat and...get judged. It FEELS like you have to go through this door to progress to the next where they take blood for your hba1c. Whether that is true or not I don't know. The nurse that said they couldn't talk to me if I didn't want them to didn't offer the option that I could just skip the room.
Only once you have passed these two rooms is your folder put on a tray where a Doctor might collect it sometime this century.
I do like the idea of an advocate but there is a part of me that says 'you stopped taking your mummy 12 years ago, you should be able to do this' but . I understand I am ill and that isn't a bad reflection on me.
It is hard.
Thank you for your thoughts.
Hello there. I had bulimia when I was in my teens/20s and have always hated the scale since then. it does my head in! I handle the 'phobia' by asking the staff either NOT to weigh me or NOT to tell me. I think the fomer is preferable.Even trying to write this is churning my stomach and yet it seems so little compared with the struggles of others.
cw: BDD dieting, mentions of weight
I have not been to clinic in three years. Because they weigh me there, and then the nurses tell me and they comment. I cannot handle it. I suffer from BDD. My notes contain records of when I lost weight pre-pump on a programme (one of those the magazines flog ect) and now it is held as my standard. I got down to a weight to the point where if I bought bras told me that if I list more weight they could not get a bra to fit me as I would have a child's back size and British sized JJ cups (yes you read that right.). I was miserable. My back couldn't support my chest. I was obsessing over every number. Carb, calorie, carb calorie, ect. I'd starve myself after hypos because I had lost carbs to treating it. I was praised all the time but was a mess.
Once I let myself eat again, without the counting, I gained weight. I am now bigger than before. The last time I was at clinic I was smaller than now and they made a point of telling me that I had 'a sustainable weight increase'. Given we are weighed in chairs I felt like a scorned child. Again. When I had DKA as a kid I was underweight and was scorned and had X put on growth charts until I was heavy enough without getting any advice on how to properly do that other than 'eat more'.
I could not face being scorned that way again in clinic. I can't face being weighed. My nurse says that if I go and tell them not to tell me anything they can't but I don't trust them. I've asked them that before as I was recovering from DKA and they told me anyway.
I don't want to cause a scene because I refuse to go in. I don't want to have an argument because I have social anxiety and the thought makes my stomach curl. I just want to deal with my diabetes.
Even trying to write this is churning my stomach and yet it seems so little compared with the struggles of others.
cw: BDD dieting, mentions of weight
It sounds like you need to change your GP surgery to one that respects their patients. Could I suggest that talking to a GP about your body issues is far more important than your diabetes at the moment. Perhaps some talking therapy with people who understand your emotional issues would be more helpful than just attending a medical clinic alone. Many people with Diabetes have an emotional difficulty. I too have gained a lot of weight in the last 2 years since diagnosis and I dread getting on those bloody scales, but I also went almost blind for 4 months, it has taken a year of eye injections to correct that. Big wake up call, weight is now very much lower on my list but in darker moments I have considered missing insulin and stuffing toast and biscuits, then I remember waking up blind. Keep talking on here, your struggle is not less than anyone elses. I never think twice about walking into the pharmacy but I have given up going into clothes shops now, body issues are never simple or insignificant. xx
I have not been to clinic in three years. Because they weigh me there, and then the nurses tell me and they comment. I cannot handle it. I suffer from BDD. My notes contain records of when I lost weight pre-pump on a programme (one of those the magazines flog ect) and now it is held as my standard. I got down to a weight to the point where if I bought bras told me that if I list more weight they could not get a bra to fit me as I would have a child's back size and British sized JJ cups (yes you read that right.). I was miserable. My back couldn't support my chest. I was obsessing over every number. Carb, calorie, carb calorie, ect. I'd starve myself after hypos because I had lost carbs to treating it. I was praised all the time but was a mess.
Once I let myself eat again, without the counting, I gained weight. I am now bigger than before. The last time I was at clinic I was smaller than now and they made a point of telling me that I had 'a sustainable weight increase'. Given we are weighed in chairs I felt like a scorned child. Again. When I had DKA as a kid I was underweight and was scorned and had X put on growth charts until I was heavy enough without getting any advice on how to properly do that other than 'eat more'.
I could not face being scorned that way again in clinic. I can't face being weighed. My nurse says that if I go and tell them not to tell me anything they can't but I don't trust them. I've asked them that before as I was recovering from DKA and they told me anyway.
I don't want to cause a scene because I refuse to go in. I don't want to have an argument because I have social anxiety and the thought makes my stomach curl. I just want to deal with my diabetes.
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