When Lu Hao was born, he was considered underweight at 5 pounds, 7 ounces. Thankfully he started putting on weight at 3 months old. Unfortunately, however, he hasn’t stopped.
Three years later, he is now 132-pounds and his parents are limiting his meals to one bowl of rice each instead of three. And they’re hoping doctors in Hong Kong can help him lose weight.
He’s already been to several hospitals near his home in Guangdong Province, but no one has been able to figure out what’s caused him to become so severely obese.
At this point the only suspected culprit is a hormonal disorder, but his parents hope to meet a specialist in the big city who can figure out something definitively. One weight-loss center has offered to help Lu Hao for free by using non-intrusive Japanese technology that assists the body in breaking down fat.
Reading something like this helps me put things in perspective when I look at normal but slightly chubby toddlers. It also reminds me of the fears I had when I was pregnant with my first daughter and the doctor and nurse kept telling me what a big baby she was — to the extent that I was preparing to ship her off to newborn fat camp from their insistence at the enormity of her size. As it turns out, she was born at 7 pounds, 9 ounces, and her height and weight have been totally in proportion since birth two and a half years ago.
It seems like this is one of those times to count life’s small (no pun intended) blessings.
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