Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Thinky Thinky.

Before I go thinky some links.

Lindsay has updated her awesome resources see that here.

Also the super fabulous Stacy Bias has a new project going check it.


The new project is called "The Fat Experience Project." and you can view it here:

http://thefatexperience.com



The goal of the Fat Experience Project is to map the global experience of fat in a way that is human, has a face, a heart, a mind, a body and a voice. The Fat Experience Project is an oral, visual and written history project which seeks to be a humanizing force in body image activism. By collecting and sharing the many and varied stories of individuals of size, the Fat Experience Project seeks to engage with, educate, empower and enrich the lives of people of size, our allies and the world at large.

As the project grows, it will be filled with first-person, non-fiction narratives (in text, video or mp3 format) that speak to the many and varied aspects of the life lived large. Some of the content will come from interviews already gathered on an extensive 2-month road trip (with the lovely Val Garrison) in both audio and video format. Some content will come from trips on the horizon. Most content will be submitted via the website by readers such as yourself.

It is my hope that the project will be a community tool to combat prejudice/stereotype/discrimination as well as to help externalize shame so it can discussed and dissipated. The things we keep silent about are the things that do us the most harm. Shared burden is lighter. I am hoping, as well, that the project may eventually be used as a humanizing resource for fat studies and social anthropology courses.

I am writing to ask for your help in both the promotion of and the participation in this project. It is my fondest hope that, ultimately, with time and resources, this project will grow beyond a specific and exclusive fat focus and move toward addressing the many intersections of shame.

In the meantime, I would love your help in the form of passing this along to your blog readers/mailing lists/friends/family/anyone you feel may benefit from hearing about this project.

I also welcome comments, constructive criticism and volunteers.

Thanks for your time and energy!
Big BIG love,

Stacy Bias
http://thefatexperience.com
http://www.stacybias.net


Aweeeeeeeeeeesome.

Okay now thinky. This post by Kate Harding got me thinking.

A wee quote from the end of that post:

For all the empty talk about being concerned for our health, there sure are a lot of medical professionals out there who simply don’t want to do their jobs when it comes to fat patients.


I've been ruminating about some of my experiences with the medical community and re-examining some of those experiences in a new light.

There was a time that I took anything doctors told me as the gospel god awful truth. Being that they went to med school for a gazillion years, I thought they would both know what they were talking about and have that mythical bedside manner.

I remember when I was working out obsessively for hours a day and I hurt myself I went to the doctor who congratulated me on my dedication. Looking back I have t wonder why the doctor wasn't at all concerned about my stated 3 hour workouts six days a week and horrible eating habits. Why?

I was thin but not quite that thin you know what I mean. Outwardly to look at me I was in pretty damn good shape, I was within the acceptable parameters as far as weight go but that doctor never once asked me or even really checked on my rapid weight loss and very clear obsession with the exercise.

I did a lot of damage to myself with the doctors approval and fucking kudos. Looking back I really wish it hadn't taken this female bodybuilder to pull me aside and get me to see what I was doing to myself. Where was my doctor?

Also where was the appropriate concern from doctors or other medical personnel with whom I was entirely open about what I was doing.

At one point someone in my docs office even commented that I was "almost there".

When I finally came to my goddamn senses everyone there was suddenly ever so concerned about the fact that I was gaining weight. No one commented on how my daily pain levels were better. Or about how I had stopped being dizzy and light headed midday.

No, I was told to be careful or I would wind up fat.

Yeah.

At this stage in life I find it unutterably fucking horrible that a professional medical type person would not express concern over what is clearly not good. That said, I also find it fucking horrible when professional medical people look at you adn say, "Yer fat and yer gonna DIE".

In an ideal situation the convo would go like this:

Doc- You're overweight. Would you like help losing some weight?
Me- No thanks I'm good.
Doc- Okay now turn your head and cough.

I don't have balls but you get my meaning here.

I would like to see more doctors who can acknowledge that you might know what's good for you and what will make your life good. I don't think that is too much to ask.

And gods but I'm spent. Uniballer is bringing Thai food and right now I am going to work on some more articles.

I think after I conclude my series on online activism for beginners I might do some um...yeah. Not sure.

Anyway.

Again I know but find my articles here.

Goodnight.

Homo Out.

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