I’m writing this from sunny Gran Canaria, soaking up a bit of warmth and relaxation… not trying to make you jealous or anything. Well, maybe just a tiny bit.

Travelling with my Mounjaro from the UK was completely hassle-free. I packed it in a small insulated travel pouch with a couple of mini ice packs, kept my prescription letter handy just in case, and breezed straight through customs. I didn’t even have to take the pouch out of my hand luggage. Just a quick word of advice if you’re planning to fly with Mounjaro: don’t put your pen in the hold where it can freeze. Keep it in your carry-on instead so the temperature stays stable.

I’ve taken two injections of 7.5 mg so far on this trip, five days apart, and I’m doing my best to keep my eating sensible. We’ve got cooking facilities and a fridge in our room, so we’ve been mostly self-catering and enjoying the gorgeous local produce — bananas, avocados, oranges, cheese. I even treated myself to some white asparagus spears and a jar of beetroot to brighten up my salad plates.

No alcohol so far (five days in!), apart from the single glass of Prosecco we had on arrival at the hotel.

I’m under no illusion that I will come home a little heavier — I can’t track my numbers properly while I’m here — but my plan is simply to enjoy the holiday without going overboard on food or drink.

I’m far less active out here, as I’m moving around less and using my wheelchair more. That said, I’m making a point of spending a little time each day doing some gentle stretches and mindfulness, usually while listening to relaxing music in the sunshine. It’s been a lovely way to unwind and stay connected to my body without pushing myself. That’s the main purpose of this holiday after all.

And honestly? I’m thoroughly enjoying the break from meal-planning, cooking…. and the British weather.