statistically obese

Well.. I heard back from Blue Cross / Blue Shield by way of a letter and my voided deposit check in the mail.

My application for heath insurance was refused.

It took a few phone calls but I finally got ahold of someone in underwriting to find our “why”?

“Your application was refused because of your height-weight ratio.”

What could I say? Well.. I thought of a lot of things to say – like “Look lady… I can still see my dick when I look down, so I don’t think that qualifies my as grossly overweight”. – but alas – you always think of the best lines AFTER you hang up.

Kevin pulled up the “statistical charts” used for determining height / weight ratios.

Apparently a “healthy weight” for someone my height, 5’7″, is around 150lbs with a 31″ waist. At 226, I’m considered “Obese”. Not chunky… No! This chart would suggest that I should be on the Ricki Lake show.

*Note – I was wearing 34s in the seventh grade!

I’ll admit – I was getting on the heffy side around a year ago, but thanks to my surgery I dropped down from pushing 240 to 224 – which is around where I’ve been hovering with a EXTREMELY lazy exercise schedule but avoiding the crap we used to eat.

When I dropped to 224 the compliments came rushing in.. and I felt good too.

I gather I could (should) shoot for 210 with a little more exercise – but anything below that I’d start to look emaciated.

I was 180 in my mid-twenties… I also had a youthful metabolism and popping speed on a regular basis.

So.. Back to to searching for another healthcare provider. Our original plan was to sign kevin up onto Chad’s insurance – but we’re now talking about signing me up instead and finding veteran coverage for Kevin.

Sorry – apparently I’m too fat to blog.