I remember when my daughter was sick when she was six. She couldn’t eat for two weeks. I was beyond myself. But my daughter had some fat on her. No she was not fat, but she wasn’t tiny either. I thanked God for that. Due to her healthy weight she didn’t have to be hospitalized.
This made me think the other day. I told my surrogate daughter that I know I need some extra pounds that the magazines say I should have shouldn’t – if I get ill. If I were to be what I was during my bulimic days if I got sick my odds of surviving would likely be less than today.
What would happen to those young ladies who choose to starve or throw up should a revolution occur and food became scarce? Those with some, and I’m not talking obesity, but healthy fat and weight to survive the days of searching for food, would likely be able to make it through without emergency care.
Like my daughter did.
Just a thought.