So a couple of months ago I went to my doctor for a check up. I took the opportunity to talk about preparing to go off the pill and to ask about what I needed to do to be sure my body was good and healthy for when we wanted to try to have a baby. He muttered something about prenatal vitamins, vaccines, checking for immunity to german measles, the dentist and a high protein diet. High protein? Um…I’m vegetarian.
Not that I don’t get a fair amount of protein, but I wouldn’t call what I have a high protein diet. So, I asked him what he considered high protein and what special considerations I needed to make since I was a vegetarian. You want to know what his first comment was? “You might want to rethink that whole vegetarian thing.” Now, if this was my friend, or just a casual conversation with a coworker I would have blown it off, but this was my mother effing doctor. Rethink my non-dangerous lifestyle? I thought it was pretty crappy. But instead of getting angry, I asked him again what high protein meant. He said 50 grams a day. And then he asked me if I ate things like tofu, eggs, and beans. Yes, yes and yes. So he changed his story and said, “Well, if you’re eating things like that, you should be totally fine.” What did he think I was doing? Chowing down on just lettuce every meal? Clearly he should have asked me these questions before jumping to conclusions.
I was just turned off by the whole thing, and I grew increasingly more annoyed as the day went on, which of course meant that I was no longer in his office to say anything. I’m not planning on switching doctors, but hopefully he’ll be more thoughtful next time.