A Weight Issue

I never thought I had a "weight" issue. I eat a proper amount, it isn't as if I try to lose weight by not eating. Or that I try to lose weight at all. I'm not heavy or anything, I think I'm a good size. I am one of the few teenage girls out there who actually likes their body.

And then I went to the doctor's for my yearly check-up. I hate going to the doctor. I've met my doctor twice and so there isn't a relationship there at all. I just kind of feel like telling her to go away because quite honestly, I don't want to be honest with her because I don't know her. She pretends to care by asking questions about what I do outside school and etc. I know she wants to know if I exercise and how I eat. So I just answer bluntly and I don't pretend to care. So it turns out that I'm 5 foot 4 inches tall now (I've grown an inch!), but I'm 96 pounds (I was 100 pounds last year). Dr. Newman (that's her name) got really mad at me for losing weight. She was asking if I had tried to lose the weight and all that jazz. It was just frustrating. I told her I didn't try to lose the 4 pounds. She suggested that I go to a nutritionist and try to gain the weight, in fact she said I was supposed to be anywhere from 115 to 120 pounds. I don't think I could get that heavy, I like food, but I don't eat very much, I can't, I feel ill after a while. My mom agrees with me that I'm fine, my dad says I'm too light. I'll be fine though, 96 pounds isn't too bad.