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The Unbelievable Lengths We’ll Go To For Vanity
It’s hard to believe I could think any less of him than I already do, but apparently there’s no bottom to this particular elevator shaft.
He’s scheduled to have liposuction and he’s paying $10,000 for it.
I have several problems with this.
(A) He can’t provide me with the most minimal employer-sponsored health insurance, but he’s going to pay $10,000 to have his fat reamed out by canulae attached to a vacuum canister because he looks like a 49-year-old Teletubby.
That’s not what lipo is for. “Looks like Teletubby” is not a diagnosis. It’s for people who have specific, localized pockets of fat that are resistant to diet and exercise. It’s not for your entire body.
He’s easily gained 50 to 75 pounds in the last year, year and a half, and now he thinks it’s going to magically disappear overnight. How can you have a professional degree and be that stupid?
More importantly, I have a problem with a medical specialty that preys on the overly wealthy and underly smart (not to mention mentally ill). Instead of advising him to contact a nutritionist and maybe do a sit-up, they happily ran his credit card and scheduled his surgery.
