Mounjaro, 10st or more to lose, thread two

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Starting a new friendly and supportive thread, we’re almost full on the last one.
original thread is here https://www.mumsnet.com/talk/weight-loss-injections/5226758-mounjaro-10st-or-more-to-lose

It was in a drawer! I think I might have retrieved it from my grandparents! Things - my Grannie was quite into Woman and Woman's Own magazines.

Love the history there, and how recommendations have changed.

Gosh that's quite a bit smaller than I was aiming for!!!

The 'large framed' weight for my height is a couple of pounds lighter than my 'fuck yeah' weight back in my late teens or early 20s!

Yes, and interestingly it's pretty much in the middle of what would be a healthy BMI (although BMI is complete bobbins and nonsense).

I've just realised that I didn't really think about food particularly today. I think it's the first day I've had full-on proper suppression that isn't attributable to just new diet energy.

OMFG!

Is this life for thin people? No food noise. No cake saying 'eat me'. Just no food thoughts.

IT'S AMAZING!

Sorry, if I'm spamming the thread! I have only told a few people about this and don't really have anyone to talk to about my MJ adventure!

Yay! It is amazing isn’t it!

@TragicMuse thank god things have changed! I remember my mum and gran used to have boxes of appetite suppressants, can’t remember what they were called, but they were like small squares of wrapped fudge, I have memories of being about 5 yrs old and stealing handfuls of them to eat, they didn’t suppress my 5 yr old appetite 😂
edited to say, I’ve just googled them, they were called Aydes (poor name choice!)

My mother used to make me eat Aydes when I was 10 or 11. My weight problems go back a very long way 🙁

I remember Aydes being a thing but never had them.

I was 9 when my grandmother first put me on a diet. She gave me some capsule thing I was to take before a meal. I think now it was the kind that contained some expanding fibre to make me feel more full.

9 years old.

My mum has had her own body issues so she didn't stop this and no one else seemed to think that 9 was maybe a bit young to be dieting and taking weird pills so no one stepped in. The 70s were wild, man.

1. God. If they'd left me alone I probably wouldn't be here now. Or maybe I would be? Who knows. But I think back to that little girl, probably just chubbing up before a growth spurt. And my heart hurts for her. For the culture that taught me my body was less valuable. That I didn't deserve bodily respect and integrity, just because I was a bit fat.

My body has been a battlefield since then. One on which I challenge everyone to value me, not my thighs and stomach. To listen to my words, understand who I am and love the things that make me the beautiful human being I am. Ignore my arse, here's my voice.

Phew. That was cathartic!

@TragicMuse, your line ‘my heart hurts for her’…
I’m struggling to find the words but it so resonates with me, probably with many of us. (((((hugs))))

I still carry the shame of my overweight childhood/teens thanks to my mother, but I worked bloody hard to to pass that onto my 2 DDs, so I have always said that I’m thankful to her for showing me how not to do it.

on a lighter note, hello 15s!!!
last week I was 16.02, today I’m 15.11 whoop whoop!

I’ve been taking Movicol twice a day to help with this flaming constipation and I think I’ve finally found something that works as I’ve been regular 😆

I remember Ayds. They were advertised in all the magazines. I always ate more than one. Corn syrup, sugar, hydrogenated palm kernel oil, whey protein concentrate... so not surprising!!

2.2lbs down this week - making just over 1/2 stone in the past 3 weeks (7.9lbs) and 16.8lbs shed in 7 weeks.

I have bought some size 24 clothes on Vinted so I can have some clothes that fit when I go away to London at the end of the month, instead of my rural t shirts, jeans and fleece. I've also got some size 22 jeans - I reckon it will be 6 weeks or so before I will wear them. I like the Simply Be Kim high waisted jeans - so will slink my way down the sizes in those. The size 26 are too baggy. Size 24 fits well now.

I'm thinking Mounjaro will be slower than a VLCD but it's so much easier as I eat real food - just less and less often than before and it's not a mental struggle. If I can sustain a stone every two months, my skin is more likely to retract, than if I shed weight faster. I'm 20 stone and 13lbs - so it may take to May to get into the teens.

Side effects. I had one day with diarrhoea for the first time this month - no apparent reason food wise. I use the Boots equivalent of Gaviscon most days.

It's great to read all your posts. Welcome aboard to the newbies and congratulations to those ahead of us moving on down. It's good to share this journey with you.

@TragicMuse I was 8 when my mum put me on my first diet, I remember the summer of 76 being hot and hungry. I was chubby, and I started my periods soon after, so with hindsight I was developing in readiness for that, far too young. My mum was always large by those days standards, about a 18/20, I remember her struggle to find clothes that size, she had to go to a specialist shop which sold crimpoline larger size dresses. I can look back and see she wanted to avoid that for me, but all she did was set me off on a lifetime of weight and eating worries. My binging definitely comes from that, I remember her checking how many biscuit were in a bowl as I walked away from the pantry, completely unaware that I had a further 3 in each dressing gown pocket (we were allowed biscuits for breakfast on a Saturday 🤷‍♀️).

I was determined to not do this to my son, I persevered with breastfeeding as I’d read that gives rise to slimmer adults (my mum hated me breastfeeding, said it was “disgusting”, which made me persevere more 🤣). When he was a toddler I worked hard not to label food good or bad. I’d give him a plate in his high chair with food on it ranging from sandwiches, sausages, fruit, cucumber, tomatoes and chocolate buttons etc and let him choose what to eat. He loved cherry tomatoes and cucumber more than chocolate. Anyway as an adult he has no issues around food (pats herself on the back) but it helps that he takes after his dad’s side and is a slim build 6ft.

Same, I’m averaging 2lb a week and although it feels like I’ll take forever to shift 11 stone, I’m hoping slow and steady will allow my skin, and eating habits, to adjust slowly and permanently. I know I could eat less and lose weight faster but I fear that would trigger my anti dieting rebellious side.

I'm the same. Slow loser so I've lost almost exactly 3 stone in 6 months and I'm impatient but it feels more sustainable and it is pretty easy compared to other times I've lost weight. Still only just into the teens though!! Have a long way to go

Interesting how so much have mothers who dieted and had their own issues with food. One of my earliest memories is my mum telling me I looked lovely and slim. I had just had my tonsils out so was eating very little. I was 6. So bloody sad.
I remember to trying to convince the doctor to sign off for me going on the Cambridge diet at around 12. I must have been about 8 stone max looks at photos from that time. Doctor said no. At aged 15 she told me I was far too fat to get a job in a department store on the shop floor. I was a size 12/14.
Taught me how not to raise my daughters.

I was about 8 when mine looked at my legs and said, with quite the note of horror, you've got cellulite. I didn't even know what it was but I knew from the tone it was a bad thing.
I remember being in my teens and her being very insistent that 'we all need to lose weight'. Now with no disrespect to them, she, my dad and my sister potentially did at that point. My BMI was probably 23 at the most at that point. I was curvy, with a lot of bum, but in no way needed to lose weight.
She'd have been horrified to know the damage passing comments made but I think the fucked up thinking was so entrenched with her, and her mum in turn, that she couldn't see how bad some of those comments were.

My mum is lovely but has always been overweight herself and has lots of issues around weight. I have been obese all of my life, looking at photos of me as a child I was clearly way bigger than all of the other children even at age 4/5.

I was first taken to a dietician when I was 8, and was put on a strict diet where I wasn’t allowed carbs and protein in the same meal, they had to be spaced out. It didn’t work. At age 12 I was taken to weight watchers and had to follow that. I lost a few pounds here and there but failed at that too.

Since then I’ve been on and off diets for as long as I can remember. I’m actually really good at dieting now, for a limited time! Can usually lose 2 or 3 stone fairly quickly but then of course I regain it just as quick. I really really hope it will be different this time around and I will keep the weight off 🤞.

Oh my dears. What our loved ones did to us without realising...

My sister watched a programme or film lately - yrfatfriend - and had a revelation about how everyone has always treated me about my weight. It was quite a moment for me - for someone else to see it and appreciate the sheer tiresomeness of how relentless the focus has been.

I shut it down a few years ago by saying I was not up for discussing my weight any longer. It was simply not a subject I was willing to entertain. Because frankly there are so many more interesting things about me than the size of my body.

My mum is lovely, I adore her, but she has her own somewhat fucked relationship with food and her body and really hasn't ever understood how it's been for me. And how fucking boring I've found those endless conversations and comments.

It wasn't even that she was openly critical as such, but those subtle nudges and hints that I should do one thing and not do another meant that everyone else took that as it being acceptable to comment on my weight. Parents' friends. Grandparents' friends. It became open season on my body.

Sigh.

I don't hate myself. But I don't really love myself either...

Anyway!

Back to far more interesting things.

Today I had beans next to toast! Not on. Never on. Makes the toast soggy. Normally a tin of beans, 2 toast, most of the European cheese mountain.

Today, half a tin of beans, 1 piece of toast and a small bit of cheese. Then I thought I'd add a protein bar to get my protein up. Ate half and gave the rest to the teenager. Partly because I was full, partly because I didn't really like the bar. It was rather dry.

It was enough! I'm still satisfied now.

What is this wizardry?!

It may just be that you don’t respond to 2.5 mg - some people do, but its actual purpose is to accustom your body to the drug. You may just need to wait till you move up a dose to see a difference. Your reason for not having a set of scales is clearly right, but it will be difficult to keep motivated if you can’t see your losses. Could you weigh yourself somewhere else? Good luck.

Hi ,I haven't posted on here for a while ,I think I posted a bit a while back I forget,and I change user names sometimes,so it adds to the confusion.
I've read a bit ,you seem a lovely supportive bunch .
I am the poster from BMI over 50s.. thread ..I'm cakes and cookies no more ..
I hope it's ok I pop over here ,I noticed the lady who gives me some lovely replies is on here ,so hello x
I have a tendency to get a bit down with what I think is slow progress,I get frustrated easily...I'm on the waiting list to be assessed for ADHD and I'm already diagnosed with autism.so those two can effect my mood .
I'm around 4 stone down ,started mid October if I remember correctly.
I'm on 10 mg ..hello ,and hope it's ok to be here x

@Springsunflower hello! Glad you made it over here! I’d literally just posted a link to this thread on your other thread, great minds ☺️

I'm sure I inherited my messed up relationship with food from my mother. When I was growing up she was never fat but she was tall and broad shouldered like her father and like me. Her mother was tiny and very judgemental. If you weren't very slim like her then you were a failure. There's lots more to it but I'm sure that left my mum with a really bad self image and a very difficult relationship with food.

But on to more positive thoughts! This week I hit the milestone of 30Kg down! Even better I've just replaced my old stretched out size 30 jeans with a comfortably fitting 26! I've still got a long way to go but getting in to those jeans had me smiling all day.

@Springsunflower hello, nice to see you over here. 👋

Congratulations on the size 26 jeans @Bibulous it's great when you get that boost from realising that clothes are definitely too baggy to continue wearing. 30kg down is a great milestone as well. Apparently that's the same weight as an adult Labrador.