September Surrender: Day Twenty One
There is currently Semiglutide sitting in my fridge. If you’re unaware of what that is, it’s one of the many weight loss supplement shots out on the market. I haven’t taken it yet, as I wanted to use needles made in America. But those are waiting for me as soon as I get home, I hope.
Yeah, I know, I’m hopping on somewhat of a bandwagon. But considering where I’m at in life, it’s a necessary one. I’ve made no secret about my weight struggles on this blog, and I have no shame in announcing the next thing I’m trying in order to actually get there. Only it’s weird how gung ho I am about this form of medicine, considering my aversion to another shot that patently permeated its way into our consciousness.
There are a few people at work who’ve done the weight loss shot. They were actually my final push into trying it, as I’ve seen their results which speak for themselves. One day after I told them I was also going on it, they squealed and asked which brand I was going with, sharing the ones they were currently taking. I couldn’t help but feel harkened back to 2021 vaccine times, where people were gushing over which pharma brand they obtained and marked down on their “passports.” That felt like madness to me, seeing so many hyped up over a medical procedure being pushed upon us. I wanted nothing to do with that whole culture. So why is it now that one shot has weight while the other was a jab to miss?
I know there’s risks involved. I’ve heard all the things that could go wrong. But the more I mulled it over and had time to think, I came to the conclusion that there can’t be too much downside to a population looking to lose weight. There’s just a right way and a wrong way of doing things. The wrong way would be for me to take this shot and pretend like I can eat whatever I want. I can’t. And I don’t want to. Fast food is a thing of the past, it’s the quantity of other things that’s making things difficult. So maybe an outside tool telling my body I’m already full will be a beneficial thing. Plus I consulted with my doctor who said it’s okay for me to go on it, as long as I keep on working out and building up my muscle. So what do I have to lose by taking a real stab at this?
I’ve never been less frightened of something in my life. For so long I was pushing back on this, wanting to lose weight entirely naturally and feel like I’m making it count. But I’m not getting any younger. My efforts have needed help for a long time now. And getting the weight off will only help me conceive in the future. My boyfriend said that, not me. So where I’m at in life, this makes the most sense. I suppose I can let you know how it goes, as I have no shame in announcing this. Better to be transparent about honest endeavors instead of pretending I don’t need any help. It’s worth a shot. Literally.
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