Over the Moon(Jaro)

Week one update + what finally got me to do it.

I hate every post that begins with I did a thing, particularly when that person is announcing something big or potentially life-changing, or at the very least, a humble-brag. This is right up there for me with opening a TV show or a movie with a black screen and the sounds of couple doin’ it.

Like, come on.

Do better.

If you want a provocative opening scene, fine, but don’t be trite. If this is how you have to draw in your audience, work on your script because it’s not ready.

I’m saying all of this because my first impulse was to write I did a thing, and that makes me want to slap the keyboard out of my own mitts.

The thing I did was finally get my fat ass on Mounjaro, so this is my first update.

This day has been a long time coming. My doctor prescribed Wegovy a couple of years ago, before it was well-known. I laughed into the pharmacy tech’s masked face when he asked for $1,100. I know he didn’t price the meds, and I was nice about it not being his fault. No one gets more beaten up than the people who work in the pharmacy and that has to be a shitty job, particularly in the past few years.

With the declaration of, “I’d rather be fat with $1,100,” I left the pharmacy with a commitment to step up my weight loss on my damn own, exactly as I’d always done it.