How I Got Started on a GLP-1
Story time, my friends 🤍
I love and hate the story of how I got started on a glp-1 medication. I hate it, because I think it’s sad an embarrassing. But I love it, because it has become a funny and interesting part of my story. You can read about my history with weight here.
Back in February of 2024, I hosted an event at my home for philanthropic group I am part of. I was at my highest weight ever at that point. Most of the women in this group are older, and we all know that grandma’s filter isn’t quite as… strong. About halfway through the event, a (very sweet) woman came up to me and said, “congratulations on the new baby!” I thought she was talking about my foster daughter who was four-months-old at the time. I responded with, “Oh, yes, we just adore her.” Confused, and gesturing to my stomach, she asked, “Her? You already had the baby? I thought you were pregnant!”
Fantastic.
I was sipping a mimosa that I then proceeded to guzzle down and refill about 3 more times. When everyone was gone (and I was nice and sloshed) I sat down on the couch. My husband had taken all of the kids out so I had some time to myself. I flipped on the TV and within just a couple of minutes a commercial came on for a telehealth company.
They announced that they were now offering glp-1 medication prescriptions. A few months prior, I had brought it up with my doctor at my annual visit. She kind of brushed it off and said there were other things we should try first. As if I hadn’t already tried everything. So there I sat. Alone. Drunk. Desperate. I pulled out my phone and signed up. My virtual visit was the next day and the rest is history.
I think most of us have a story like this. The final moment. That point where, like an addict, we hit rock bottom. Whether it’s fully internal, or something outside of us steps in and calls us pregnant, we have that final “ugh” moment that acts as the catalyst for change. Many people say it’s seeing a photograph of themselves, or not being able to participate in an activity because of their weight. Unfortunately, it is also often a result of a health scare that induces enough anxiety we are forced to change. Whatever it is… I believe we need to be grateful for these uncomfortable moments. Because without them we would still be living in the dark.
