Wow, this was a social week! I’m not used to eating out very often, but the next couple of weeks are quite full-on in terms of being away from home and eating meals out.
On Friday evening, I was invited to join a friend and his wife, who were visiting from Germany and were passing through Reading on their way from London to Exeter.
As a wheelchair user, I prefer to use venues that I know work well for me, in terms of travelling into the centre of town (by wheelchair, a 20-minute “run”) and which have plenty of space around tables and a decent accessible loo.
I settled on Cote Brasserie, which also offers great value for money. I’ve never had a bad dining experience, and the food is “good enough”. I settled on the “Prix Fixe” menu (two courses for £21.50). My choices were the “Poulet au Bacon”, a marinated chicken breast in garlic, thyme & smoked paprika, with a smoked bacon velouté and salad vierge served with frites. Not bad for 625 calories. Then I chose two scoops of ice cream for around 200 calories. Other desserts sounded more appealing, but in my view, just not worth 400-600 calories! I drank two Blood Orange & Grapefruit sodas (around 100 calories each).
Saturday to Monday, I travelled to Bedford, two nights away with a group of amazing women. These are disabled women whom I got to know when all of our children were just a few years old – they are now all approaching or already in their 30s (the children that is….!). Bedford was lovely (a market town on the banks of the River Ouse). The weather was fab.
Together with others, we established a national organisation (charity) to support disabled people who were or who were planning to be parents. That’s not “parents of disabled children” but where the parents themselves face challenges and barriers because of their impairments. Being a new parent is challenging enough without the added complication of an impairment.
Now I could devote a whole blog post to just how invaluable this organisation was to disabled parents who might otherwise have been isolated and alone in working out how to overcome the many barriers they faced – not just the physical, but almost more importantly, the attitudinal attitudes towards anyone who may need support to be the parent(s) they want to be. BUT…. that’s not what this Blog is all about… these women I count amongst the strongest, most capable and supportive bunch of people you will ever meet, and I love catching up with them all.
So…. food was enjoyed, alcohol was consumed. The sun shone brightly and we talked (a lot!) I travelled home to my next Mounjaro injection.
Scores on the doors……. weight is 65.9kg today, so up from 65.4kg (500g) last Monday. I’d have been surprised to see a loss, to be honest. This will likely be mostly food in transit. Usually, following a weekend of eating more calories and moving less, the damage is worse!
After my Blog post last week, where I expressed my slight disappointment about the lack of movement on the scales, I thought it would be prudent to take body measurements. I’m so pleased that I did! Whilst the scales haven’t moved much in the past month, the inches (or centimetres) are disappearing.


Another of those weeks where I was up and down the same 100g…. although whilst noting the appetite suppression and eating well below my daily calories. Hey ho, we know that’s the way it goes! At the end of this week, I’ve lost 300g (my total loss is 5.3kg, just over 11½lbs).



This week has been quite strange in that my weight has plateaued. It didn’t go up or down; it stayed within 100 grams. 100 grams up, 100 grams down, stayed the same. Repeat. I lie, it did go down from 67.9kg to 67.6kg (300g) – just under a pound.




This week is the end of four weeks of taking Mounjaro and time to move my dosage up to 5mg. I am hopeful that I’ll transition to the new dose without side effects.
Here I am part way through the third week of taking Mounjaro.

