A good week — although it began with no heating. Not because the boiler had broken down, but because we were having a new “jumbo” radiator installed in our large open-plan kitchen/dining room. The room has never been properly warm. When we had our new sliding doors fitted last autumn, we removed two under-window radiators and knew we’d probably need to upgrade the heating.
In place of the old single-panel radiator, we now have a three-panel version which kicks out over twice as much heat as its predecessor. We’re already enjoying the difference.
On Tuesday I hosted a planning meeting for a local exhibition taking place this summer, showcasing images and written memories of the small green and parade of shops just around the corner from me — Christchurch Green. We have a modest amount of funding, so careful planning is needed: how it will look, how it will flow, and how we gather old photographs and memories from residents. We’re hoping to include recorded interviews and an online presence so more people can access and enjoy it. I’ve already received some lovely images and stories, which is encouraging.
Wednesday was a wardrobe-clearance day. My sister came to work with me and we whizzed through rails and drawers, removing clothes that are now two sizes too big. It’s a lovely feeling. I know better than to keep things “just in case”. My top half is now a size 14, down from a 16/18, thanks to losing 2 stone 7lb (15.7kg). Tangible progress.
Thursday brought an eyesight test. No surprise that I need a stronger prescription. I’ve ordered new glasses for computer work and another pair with Reactolite/anti-glare lenses to help with night driving and the early cataracts that are developing. Getting older is not for the faint-hearted — and it’s certainly not cheap.
I was wide awake at 4am on Friday and eventually gave up trying to sleep. I crept downstairs and got on with household chores as quietly as possible so as not to wake my partner. The day felt incredibly long, but I achieved a lot. I’m currently gearing up — alongside my sisters — to recruit a new part-time carer for Mum. We’ve decided to bring everything forward by two weeks, so I had to rejig interview dates, advertisement timings and tweak the documentation. We’re now poised to go live on 27th February with the aim of having someone in post by mid-April.



Meals this week have included spaghetti and meatballs; sticky beef mince with sweet potato wedges, hot honey and soured cream; katsu chicken and rice; trout fillet with vegetables and baby potatoes; and stewed apple with cinnamon topped with a flapjack crumble and custard.
On the Mounjaro front, I’m aiming for 5mg every five days, although my last dose worked out at 4.5mg because my “golden dose” was just short. I’m definitely noticing increased hunger and less appetite suppression. There’s a slightly strange part of me hanging on, hoping it will settle and I’ll be able to titrate down further — but it’s a delicate balance.
I’m at my lowest weight ever. I’m not trying to lose more, but I most certainly don’t want it creeping back up. Maintenance, it seems, requires just as much awareness as loss.
Perhaps this week has really been about recalibration. A bigger radiator to warm the space properly. Clearing out clothes that no longer fit the life — or body — I inhabit now. Adjusting prescriptions, adjusting plans, adjusting medication doses. None of it dramatic, all of it quietly necessary. Maintenance, whether of a home, a body, or a family support system, isn’t glamorous — but it is what keeps everything steady. And steady, at this stage of life, feels like a quiet kind of success.
Weight this week: 55.7kg (about 8st 11lb)
Last week: 55.4kg (about 8st 10lb)
Weekly gain: 0.3kg (about 1lb)
Goal weight: 55kg (about 8st 9lb)




My gradual reduction in my Mounjaro dose continues to go quietly and reassuringly well. I’m currently taking 5mg every five days and, so far, I’ve noticed no real drop in appetite suppression. I do get a small flicker of food noise in the late evenings, but I’m managing it — partly because I don’t keep snacks and nibbles in the house, and partly through a very conscious determination not to undo the good of a day’s thoughtful, nourishing choices. That feels like a small but meaningful shift in itself. And of course, I always have my faithful raspberry, chia seed and Greek yoghurt pudding to look forward to as my evening treat.

I did it. I reached my goal weight. It’s taken me just over 7 months (32 weeks) but I did it!

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Hello folks! well, that’s another week under my belt.
A productive and productive week. I’ve sorted and made space in my freezer and then promptly got to work filling it again! Both soups made 10 portions, so the freezer is now nearly at capacity. As the weather gets cooler, I’ve been making batches of homemade soup.
I’m pleased that the centimetres are going from those places that I want them to. I’m always astonished by the change, but I am feeling it in my clothes. I’ve been buying a few new tops (t-shirts) on Vinted. I’m steering away from my usual patterned blouses – new shape, new style!
Weight: 60.5kg – 500g off (about 1lb)
Another week has passed. I have noticed this week that my hunger levels have increased. My meals are starting to look kind of “back to normal”. They were never huge, but I am clearing everything on my plate and enjoying it a bit too much. I plan to take a 7.5mg dose of Mounjaro this week to see if increasing the dosage slightly has any effect on my appetite suppression.
It’s been a good week.
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).