Dr Sinclair’s weight loss clinic was always busier in January. The woman in front was particularly embarrassed, however.
“I can’t find any clothes to fit me any more, doctor,” she said, rather ashamed. “I can tell I’ve put on twenty pounds. It’s all around my neck, too.”
“It’s easy to let yourself go at this time of year, Mrs Wilson. You’re the third case today I’ve had of a double head. The question is: what do we do?”
“Gastric band? Round the neck?”
The doctor smiled. “No, that’s a bit extreme. Diet and exercise is the answer. Diet and exercise.”
“I can’t find any clothes to fit me any more, doctor,” she said, rather ashamed. “I can tell I’ve put on twenty pounds. It’s all around my neck, too.”
“It’s easy to let yourself go at this time of year, Mrs Wilson. You’re the third case today I’ve had of a double head. The question is: what do we do?”
“Gastric band? Round the neck?”
The doctor smiled. “No, that’s a bit extreme. Diet and exercise is the answer. Diet and exercise.”
