So... have I mentioned that Broken Hill has the dubious honour of being the fattest town in Australia according to a recent obesity study. Point in case being recent patients we've had in for replacement of various joints due to wear and tear, which makes it difficult for, say, a nurse who may be under 160cm tall to roll said patients in order to place a pan under them because they can’t yet mobilise. Talk about a challenge! Particularly when said patients are over 130kgs (almost half the ward at the time). One of the life-style challenges facing the healthcare industry. But then perhaps that's my problem for being vertically challenged. And there are lifestyle problems that are an issue like a smoker in end-stage airway disease, or a young alcoholic with end-stage liver disease.
But I digress. My friends and I were chatting recently about the oddities of living here, specifically when walking, running, cycling (enter chosen fitness strategy) around town. For some weird reason everybody who passes us stares. Noticeably. Like they’d never seen someone getting about on two feet and a heartbeat before. And usually the following day someone you barely know will walk up and tell you they saw you walking. Why wouldn’t you want to, with beautiful blue skies and enormous footpaths?
Ironically we’re all trying to drive less and walk more because we’ve all started noticing weight gain. We were trying to put it down to side-effects of lead in the water, until someone piped up and said they had only been drinking bottled water. Grrrrr. So now I guess we have to face facts and attribute this effect, in our case, to the abundance of other beverages consumed more commonly after 5pm, in houses.....friends houses, public houses etc, ahem. Still, if you’re a sweetish wine drinker try the Brown Brothers Zibibbo Rosa. Lip-licking champers.
So now I'm a hippocrit.
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