Hair management. February 23, 2008Posted by phledge in fat, medical school, yellow bile.
So, one of my instructors is also a primary care physician–I believe she’s an internist–and I was told that she has a hair-removal laser in her office. (It’s disturbing the high percentage of physicians in Vegas who evidently can’t make ends meet unless they have some sort of in-house, cash-pay “medispa.” One more reason not to practice in this place.) She happens to be the instructor who gave the lecture on obesity as an eating disorder, and it’s no secret that she finds obesity to be a major destructive force in patients. Now, I am in the market for a laser treatment; specifically, I want to go to Brazil (ahem). It took a great deal of courage for me to even ask her about getting laser hair removal, and she sort of hemmed and hawed about it, hasn’t given me a price menu yet, etc. I was not even specific about the kind of hair removal, but I did ask her if she was okay with taking students on and she said yes, unequivocally. So I’ve got it in my head, y’know, 2 + 2 and all that, that she doesn’t want me to pay her probably upward of a thousand bucks to burn off my hoo-hoo hair because said hair is in between thighs that are just too fat for her to not throw up when she sees them. Am I projecting?