Maintenance

Mounjaro Journey (Maintenance) – Week 50 (3.25 every 5 days)

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It’s been a very busy — but productive — week here.

On Monday morning, we made a trip to Bournemouth Airport to drop somebody off for a flight, but took the opportunity afterwards to visit nearby Mudeford, a small fishing quay on a river estuary, for a fish and chip lunch.

Although it was quite cold, it stayed dry and there was plenty going on to watch — fishermen, crabbers, a fresh fish stall doing brisk business, lots of dog walkers, and even some hardy people swimming in the sea!

We drove back home through the New Forest, where the ponies were out in force and the rhododendrons were looking absolutely beautiful in full flower. Best of all, we somehow managed to avoid any traffic hold-ups, which made the whole day feel pretty perfect.

It was a really lovely way to start the week.

One of the main things I’ve been working on recently, has been helping to plan and preparr an exhibition taking place at the start of June. The theme is a celebration of Christchurch Green — a small area close to where I live, centred around its much-loved parade of shops.

A huge amount of work has gone into it behind the scenes. We’ve been sorting through old photographs, newspaper cuttings and written memories that local people have shared with us, trying to curate everything into something that tells the story of the area and the people connected to it over many decades. It’s been fascinating, but also incredibly time-consuming, especially with looming deadlines to get everything over to the designer by Friday.

There was a lot of last-minute rejigging and, sadly, a few of my social plans had to be cancelled along the way. Still, it feels worthwhile seeing it all gradually come together. Once everything is live and available, I’ll share a link.

Over the weekend, we also spent two days enjoying the centenary celebrations for the University of Reading, which is practically on our doorstep.

Saturday was a big community festival. It was my first time attending – because in previous years I’ve always been away when it’s taken place. I thoroughly enjoyed it. The atmosphere was fantastic, with so many activities and organisations involved — drum workshops, circus skills, a children’s cycling course, live music, food stalls and countless community groups showcasing the support and services they offer locally. It was lovely to see so many people out in force to enjoy the event. I was there for well over four hours and could easily have stayed longer, although by late afternoon the temperature had dropped dramatically and I came home absolutely freezing!

Sunday couldn’t have been more different. The weather was beautiful — blue skies, sunshine and warm. We walked into town to watch the revived Rag Parade, originally organised by students around 50 years ago and brought back specially for the centenary celebrations. It was lovely seeing the procession make its way through the town centre before finishing in Forbury Gardens.

We took a packed lunch — something I was extremely grateful for after seeing the queues and prices at the food stalls! We spent several hours relaxing in the sunshine, watching Ukrainian dancers, listening to a steel band and chatting to all sorts of lovely people. One particularly moving conversation was with a young Afghan refugee who has lived in the UK for the past five years. He was only 23, yet shared with us the unimaginable atrocities he’d witnessed, losing members of his family and his experiences of coming to the UK five years previously. It was deeply humbling listening to his story and he has, and still is, making great progress in educating himself and becoming a fine young man.

You may recall the horrors of the knife attack which took place in the Forbury Gardens in June 2020, when three men lost their lives. One couldn’t help but recall the awful horror of what happened as families innocently enjoyed the day – just as we were.

I honestly can’t remember the last time I packed quite so much into a single weekend, but it was wonderful to spend so much time outdoors, to bump into friends and neighbours and to feel part of the community around me.

I’ve been enjoying some amazing salads this week — honestly, I could never get bored of salad!

Over the course of this week, I’m planning to share a couple of salad ideas and recipes, so watch this space.

For me, the perfect salad is all about variety, colour, flavour and texture — and when you can create something really satisfying without too many calories, even better!

We’ve also been enjoying regular visits from a small vixen who is clearly nursing cubs somewhere nearby.

On Saturday morning, we woke up to find her curled up asleep on the lawn, which was rather special. Poor thing looks absolutely shattered, so we’ve been leaving food out for her each evening, and she’s been returning to carry huge mouthfuls back to the den.

She’s obviously at the stage of trying to wean the cubs, and I can only imagine how exhausting it must be trying to feed both herself and a hungry family at the same time. Nature can be both beautiful and incredibly hard work!

Food-wise, I’ve been doing my best, although with such a hectic schedule, fish and chips and ice cream – it hasn’t been the easiest week. Weight-wise… here are my scores!

Weight this week: 54.7kg (8st 8lbs)
Last week: 55.15kg (about 8st 9.5lbs)
Weekly loss/gain: -0.5kg (1.1lbs)
100% – 3 months, 5 days in weight maintenance range (54-56kg or 8st 8lb – 8st 11lbs)

Mounjaro Journey (Maintenance) – Week 49 (3.25mg every 5 days)

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 The highlight of my week was a visit from my daughter and her boyfriend, all the way from Leeds. We don’t get to see one another often, as it’s over a three-and-a-half-hour drive, so having them here always feels extra special. Her boyfriend has recently passed his driving test, which now means he can share some of the long journey behind the wheel. They arrived mid-afternoon on Saturday, and I’d already spent a good chunk of Friday preparing food for the weekend.

I made my sticky fried beef and mushrooms again, served with baked sweet potatoes, sour cream, fresh coriander, jalapeños, black beans, guacamole and sweet chilli honey. Yes… exactly the same meal I served to our visitors the previous weekend! But it’s easy to prepare ahead of time, and everyone seemed to enjoy it so much that it felt worth repeating. I’d also ordered buttermilk pancakes and strawberries ready for Sunday breakfast.

One of my daughter’s requests for the weekend was that we visit a kitchen showroom together. She’s hoping to have her kitchen refitted and wanted some inspiration—and apparently my opinions, too! I do enjoy looking around kitchens and interiors, so it was a lovely thing to do together.

I forgot to mention that my daughter also brought her very large dog with her for the weekend — not to look at kitchens, I should add! She got him as a puppy three years ago and was told he was a Staffordshire Bull Terrier, but he’s got such a broad skull and wide jaw that he could easily be mistaken for an XL Bully. Thankfully, he has the gentlest and most soppiest nature imaginable and such a lovely temperament. He also appears to suffer rather badly with flatulence… but we can forgive him for that.

The table tennis table came out onto the patio, and a few competitive games were enjoyed in the sunshine.

As my daughter works in social media marketing, I took the opportunity to ask for help with a few video editing skills. I’ve recently uploaded another YouTube video, this one focusing on key points to help with weight maintenance after weight loss.

Strangely, the video I uploaded the previous weekend suddenly took off, reaching over 2,000 views in less than a week, making it the most popular video on my channel so far. I was genuinely blown away by that. If you haven’t already watched it, do take a look.

On Sunday, we paid my elderly Mum (Nana) a surprise visit. She’s not in the best of health at the moment, and the look on her face when we arrived absolutely made the journey worthwhile. It clearly brought her such joy to see everyone unexpectedly turn up together.

Today (Monday), we’re heading off to Bournemouth for the day. We’re giving someone a lift to the airport there, and decided we might as well make a proper day of it while we’re down that way. The weather forecast doesn’t look particularly promising, but sometimes those spontaneous little trips turn out to be the most enjoyable anyway. It will be what it will be.

My sister is also coming to work for me this week. She hasn’t been here for about a month due to holidays and because Mum has needed support attending various hospital and medical appointments. I’ve got lots of little jobs lined up for her, but truthfully, I mostly just enjoy spending time together, chatting, laughing and catching up on life.

Food this week has definitely been a little “off piste”. There’s been ice cream, treats and a few indulgences creeping in. I mostly managed to avoid the temptation of all the weekend goodies while my daughter was here… although I did enjoy a couple of cans of chilled Guinness! Sometimes life is about balance, and weekends like this are there to be enjoyed.

Weight this week: 55.15kg (8st 9.6lbs)

Last week:  54.65kg (about 8st 8.5lbs)

Weekly loss/gain: +0.5kg (1.1lbs)

100% – 2 months, 29 days in weight maintenance range (54-56kg or 8st 8lb – 8st 11lbs)

 

 

Mounjaro Journey (Maintenance) – Week 48 (3.25mg every 5 days)

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There’s something very reassuring about a week that starts with batch cooking – knowing that no matter what the days bring, there’s good food ready and waiting.  The lovely warm weather we’ve been experiencing helps too!  We love salads—but not the boring kind. Forget lettuce, cucumber and tomato… we’re talking flavour, texture and something a bit more exciting.

On Tuesday, Sam and I had a really productive session. We made a courgette, feta, mint and pea crustless quiche, a batch of apricot and yoghurt muffins, a roasted butternut squash, tamarind and bulgur wheat salad, and a large bowl of grated carrot, apple, fresh mint, date and pecan coleslaw, simply dressed with lime juice. We even popped a malted fruit loaf into the bread maker, which, once cooled, was sliced and tucked away in the freezer.

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As a result, we’ve been eating very well (and very repeatedly!) for much of the week.

Wednesday brought a welcome change of pace, with Mum and my sister joining us for lunch—and it was one of those moments when all that pre-prepared food really paid off. Mum had a hospital appointment nearby, with my sister by her side. Although the appointment was mid-morning, they didn’t arrive until after 2pm, and by then I was absolutely famished—almost beyond hungry.

We sat outside in the sunshine and enjoyed a relaxed lunch together, followed by fresh strawberries, homemade blackcurrant ice cream, meringue and cream. It was one of those simple, special moments – sitting in the warmth, chatting through Mum’s appointment details and catching up on everyone’s news.

The weekend brought more social time, with a visit from my partner’s son and his young family, including his 16-month-old grandson, who is just starting to walk. He was a delight – but goodness, he kept us on our toes! Constantly on the move, curious about everything, and needing eyes on him at all times. It certainly reminded me just how full-on those early parenting years are.

In terms of my Mounjaro journey this week, I’ve really started to notice some changes.

My appetite has increased, and the appetite suppression I’d grown used to has reduced. My portion sizes have crept up, and more noticeably, the evening snacking has returned. So far, I’m managing it by making mindful choices and keeping calories in check.

One significant change is that, after around 11 months of having no interest in chocolate at all, I’ve suddenly rediscovered it. That’s been a bit of a reality check. The difference now is that I’m able to manage it—I can have a few squares without feeling the need to eat the entire bar. That awareness, built over years of calorie counting, really helps me keep things in perspective. It’s not perfect, but it’s controlled.  I’ve learned not to cut out sweet treats altogether—it’s about finding a balance that works. Everything in moderation.

I’ve continued reducing my Mounjaro dosage and I’m now down to 3.25mg every five days. I’m increasingly aware that Mounjaro may need to remain part of my life long-term, albeit at a lower dose—and honestly, I’m at peace with that. I feel so much better for the weight I’ve lost.

That said, sticking to my very limited calorie allowance is still a daily challenge, even when I’m just eating two main meals. But I keep going.

In a few weeks’ time, I’m off on holiday with my two sisters and Mum—and, of course, that brings the usual temptations of ice creams, cakes, and little treats along the way. We’ll be doing what we always do and taking packed lunches on days out, helping me stay mindful and keep things in check. To be honest, it also saves us a fortune, and having a packed lunch means we can stop and eat whenever we’re hungry or find a nice, quiet spot.

This time last year, I was just about to start Mounjaro, and I actually managed to lose weight during that week’s holiday. I’d love to repeat that—but if I come back having simply maintained, I’ll take that as a win.

Whatever happens, I’ll share it—because this journey isn’t about perfection, it’s about learning to manage my weight alongside social activities, holidays, and the ever-present temptation of food.

Weight this week: 54.65kg (about 8st 8.5lb)
Last week: 54.85kg (about 8st 8.9lb)
Weekly loss/gain:  -200g (about ½lb)

100% – 2 months, 23 days in weight maintenance range (54-56kg or 8st 7lb – 8st 11lb)

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Courgette, pea and mint crustless quiche – 200 calories

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It’s been a while since I’ve shared a recipe with you — and this one has quietly become a regular in our kitchen over the past few weeks.

It’s quick, easy, and wonderfully versatile. It keeps well in the fridge, can be enjoyed hot or cold, works just as well as a snack as it does alongside a main meal… and if you’re organised enough, it even freezes beautifully (though that’s a big “if” in this house!).

The combination of peas, fresh mint, and salty feta is just perfect — simple flavours that really deliver.

The courgette adds a lovely bit of crunch and texture, while also bulking the quiche out to make it nice and deep. A small portion is surprisingly filling!

Perfect to pack up for a picnic or a packed lunch.

Why not give it a go and let me know what you think?

Courgette, pea and mint crustless quiche

Preparation Time:          10 minutes

Cooking Time:                 35 minutes

Serves:                               12

Calories per serving:       200

 

Ingredients

Courgette, Raw               –   500g

Eggs, Medium                –   6 Eggs/310.2g

Cherry Tomatoes           –   6 Tomatoes/90g

Baking Powder               –   1 Tsp/2g

Olive Oil                          –   110ml

Frozen peas                    –   105g

Fresh Mint                      –   3 Tbsps/4.8g

Plain Flour                      –   120g

Feta Cheese                    –   150g

 

Method

Preheat the oven to 180 degrees.

Coarsely grate the courgette, halve the tomatoes, and chop the fresh mint.

Beat eggs in a large bowl, then mix in flour, baking powder, and chopped or crumbled Feta.

Add all the remaining ingredients except courgette and mint; stir well.

Fold in the grated courgette and chopped mint.

Pour into a well-greased shallow dish, top with the halved tomatoes, and bake for 30-35 minutes until firm.

Cut into 12 equal portions and remove from the dish as required.

Nutrition Data Per Serving

Calories (kcal)                 200

Protein (g)                       7.6

Carbohydrate (g)           9.5

Fat (g)                             15.0

Fibre (g)                          1.1

Fruit & Veg                     0.8

Mounjaro Journey (Maintenance) – Week 47 (3.5mg every 5 days)

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I’m not very good at doing nothing… which is slightly inconvenient when recovery demands exactly that.

It’s been a good week.

I’ve been consciously trying to conserve my energy as the effects of the concussion continue to linger. I do feel things are gradually improving, but it’s clear this is going to be a long, slow road back to 100%.

I’ve been deliberately taking things easy, using my energy for the basics — getting up, showered, and preparing meals. Sam came over for a couple of mornings, and we used that time wisely to prepare some batch salads. A firm favourite made a return: grated carrot, chopped apple, pecans, dates, desiccated coconut tossed in fresh lime juice. Simple, fresh, and full of those lovely tropical flavours that seem to go with everything.

It hasn’t all been “healthy” food — but it has all been delicious. And sometimes, that’s just as important. We made two small hot cross bun and apricot bread and butter puddings… absolutely gorgeous. A modest portion came in at 262 calories, and honestly, it was worth every single one.

On Saturday morning, we were up and out early, walking the length of our avenue alongside a handful of neighbours, collecting litter as we went. It was one of those perfect spring mornings — sunny and warm, with the gentle shade of the trees, barely any passing cars, and birdsong all around us. There’s something quietly satisfying about doing something practical together, and it was lovely to stop, chat, and catch up with neighbours along the way.

The weather has certainly helped lift things. We’ve had three days in a row of 20 degrees or more, and I’ve been making a point of sitting outside and doing very little. Not something that comes naturally to me. Sitting still is surprisingly challenging — especially when reclining isn’t comfortable and most outdoor chairs seem determined not to accommodate my rather uniquely shaped body…

My Mounjaro dose is due to drop again with the next injection, from 3.5mg to 3.25mg. It’s a small step, but this slow and steady reduction really does seem to suit me. I’m managing the urges to over-indulge, gently reminding myself that I’ve eaten enough, I’ve eaten well, and that I don’t need to fall back on the sweet, processed foods that can so easily creep in at times like this.

Weight this week: 54.85kg (about 8st 8.9lb)
Last week: 55.85kg (about 8st 8.11lb)
Weekly loss/gain:  -1kg (about 2 ¼lb)

100% – 2 months, 15 days in weight maintenance range (54-56kg or 8st 7lb – 8st 11lb)

Mounjaro Journey (Maintenance) – Week 46 (3.5mg every 5 days)

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Sorry, not very many pictures this week, I’m slacking!  I don’t really like photographing meals when dining out or when we have company…

We’ve just returned from a lovely weekend away in Loughborough, where we attended the annual Thalidomide Society AGM and conference.

This year’s event was held at Burleigh Court Conference Centre, set within the beautiful grounds of Loughborough University. Before heading to the conference, we made a little detour to visit a friend who lives nearby. It was such a lovely way to break up the journey — a cup of tea, a wander around her garden, and the chance to catch up properly. It had been years since I’d last seen her daughters, who are now all grown up, and it was especially nice for Mike to meet her for the first time.

The conference itself, as always, was both interesting and reassuring. There’s something quite special about being in a room full of people who share similar life experiences. It’s a chance to reconnect, hear how everyone is doing, and swap snippets of family news that you just don’t get in day-to-day life.

That said… the hotel stay was a little more “memorable” than restful.

Our room was comfortable enough, though compact – and the bed was a double — but not the king-size we’re used to at home.  The mattress was just a little too firm.  The real challenge, though, was the duvet. It was incredibly heavy and far too warm. Add to that the steady soundtrack of doors slamming closed and voices echoing along the corridors, and sleep didn’t come easily.

I’m still taking things gently following my recent fall, and Mike had been up since 5 am, so we were both more than ready for an early night. Unfortunately, a good night’s sleep had other ideas. I battled on under the duvet for as long as I could before finally admitting defeat sometime around 2 am. In the end, I swapped it out for a rather makeshift combination of a bath towel and my jacket — not exactly luxury, but infinitely more bearable!

Needless to say, I wasn’t feeling my best the following morning.

Thankfully, the hotel staff came to the rescue and provided us with two single duvets for the second night, which made all the difference. We both slept so much better — proof, if ever it were needed, that sometimes it’s the simplest things that matter most.

On the food front, it’s been a week of simple, fresh, and very satisfying meals. Earlier in the week, I’d prepared a spread for a friend visiting for lunch — lots of fresh salads alongside a delicious savoury cake made with grated courgette, feta, peas, and mint. It’s one of those dishes that feels both light and indulgent at the same time.  It’s also very filling and to be honest, we didn’t need much more for our evening meal.

For our journey up on Friday, I’d put together some pitta breads filled with coronation chicken, which turned out to be the perfect travel food. We pulled into a service station en route, made use of the facilities, and then sat in the car enjoying a late lunch in the warmth of the sunshine — one of those simple little moments that somehow feels just right.

All in all, a weekend of connection, conversation, and (eventually) a bit of sleep — and now, back home, where my own bed has never felt more inviting.

In terms of my Mounjaro dosage, I’ve reduced it again slightly — down by 0.25mg — so I’m now taking 3.5mg every five days.

So far, it’s been a smooth adjustment. I haven’t felt particularly hungry, which is always reassuring when making a reduction. That said, I was quite mindful over the weekend that lunch options at the conference were likely to be more carb-heavy (and I wasn’t wrong — sandwiches featured quite prominently!). With that in mind, I made a conscious decision to enjoy a more substantial (cooked) breakfast, and it paid off.

On Sunday, before setting off for the drive home, I treated myself once again to a proper cooked breakfast, included with our accommodation. Not being a regular breakfast eater, a cooked breakfast always feels like a bit of a luxury — and even more so when it’s prepared by someone else. It kept me going comfortably all the way through until our evening meal. Moments like that really do remind me how helpful it is to plan ahead and work with my appetite, rather than against it.

Weight-wise, I fully expected the scales to creep up a little on Monday. A weekend spent mostly sitting — whether in conference sessions or in the car — combined with a touch more indulgence than usual, would normally point in that direction. Less movement, different food choices… it all adds up.

As always, the scales tell their own story… and these are the results. I really am not too concerned with the gain as I know it is the result of my weekends overindulgence. I’m confident most (if not all) of it will be gone by next weeks post.

Weight this week: 55.85kg (about 8st 11lb)
Last week: 54.75kg (about 8st 8½lb)
Weekly loss/gain:  +1kg (about 2½lb)

100% – 2 months, 9 days in weight maintenance range (54-56kg or 8st 7lb – 8st 11lb)

Mounjaro Journey (Maintenance) – Week 45 (3.75mg every 5 days)

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A Quiet Week (and a Healing One)

This week has been a quiet one—and I’ve appreciated every single moment of it.

After my rather dramatic tumble, it turns out that peace and quiet have been exactly what I needed. Recovery is happening… slowly. There isn’t a part of my body that doesn’t ache. Both ankles, one knee, one shoulder, the rather impressive bruise on my head.  Thankfully, the black eyes are gradually subsiding, fading a little more each day.

That said, the standout discomfort has been in the top of my shoulder. I suspect it’s around where the brachial plexus nerve exits into the arm, as that familiar burning, aching sensation has been making itself known. It’s not my first experience of this, so I know it’s a case of patience—something I’m not always brilliant at, but currently have little choice.

We were treated to some lovely weather during the week—one day reaching a very respectable 24 degrees. I did make it outside to sit in the sunshine and eat my lunch, which felt like a small but significant victory… although that, it turns out, was quite enough excitement for one day.

More than anything, my body has needed sleep—and I’ve listened.

By Thursday, it became clear that I needed something a little stronger to manage the pain, so the doctor prescribed me Amitriptyline. It doesn’t take the pain away completely, but it has made a huge difference in one very important way—it allows me to sleep through it.

And sleep, at the moment, feels precious.

Before starting it, I was waking two or three times a night in quite excruciating discomfort, unable to settle no matter how I positioned myself. Now, being able to go to bed and sleep through the night has made everything feel just that little bit more manageable.

I did have to re-enter the outside world on Friday for my regular chiropractic appointment. I’ll admit, I wasn’t entirely sure whether to go ahead with it or postpone. I’d already warned the clinic what to expect—sending over a photo along with a description of my injuries and the various aches and pains I was dealing with.

The chiropractor suggested I come in—and I’m glad I did.

He was incredibly gentle, took the time to listen properly, and treated me with real care. He worked on my right side, where I seem to have twisted and pulled my intercostal muscles (the ones between the ribs), and also gently treated my neck. I was given a few exercises and some light traction work—all very moderate, all very considered.

It was exactly what I needed… although it completely wiped me out for the rest of the day.

Aside from that small excursion, I’ve mostly stayed close to home—and, perhaps predictably, found my way back into the kitchen. It’s still the place I enjoy most, even if it’s currently accompanied by a few winces and the occasional reminder that I probably shouldn’t be overdoing things.

That hasn’t stopped me from producing some lovely, nourishing food, though. A crustless quiche with ham hock and grated courgette made an appearance, along with a comforting meatball pasta bake—simple, hearty meals that feel like a small act of normality in an otherwise slowed-down week.  I also made use of some bread that was past its best by making us a small bread and butter pudding!  It was heavenly, comforting, and worth every one of the 400 calories for a teeny-tiny portion.

Hey-ho… these things are sent to try us—and this has certainly been a bit of a trial. But I do feel like I’m over the worst of it now, which is just as well, as the coming week looks a little busier, with quite a few social engagements, trips out in the car and a lengthy drive and weekend away next weekend.

Let’s see how that goes… gently does it!

Weight this week: 54.75kg (about 8st 8½lb)
Last week: 54.8kg (about 8st 8½lb)
Weekly loss/gain:  -0.05kg (about ¼lb)

100% – 2 months, 1 day in weight maintenance range (54-56kg or 8st 7lb – 8st 11lb)

Mounjaro Journey (Maintenance) – Week 44 (3.75mg every 5 days)

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An Unexpected Turn to the Easter Weekend

I had been quietly looking forward to the Easter weekend. Nothing too busy or demanding — just a simple family get-together planned, hosting a roast lamb dinner for my partner’s grandson, son and daughter-in-law. The kind of weekend that feels easy, familiar, and comforting.  We were looking forward to seeing the baby, who is just about walking now!

Unfortunately, things didn’t quite go to plan.

On Thursday morning, I was heading out to take part in an organised litter pick (one that I had, somewhat ironically, organised myself) when I tripped and fell forward in my hallway. It all happened in a split second, but the outcome was rather dramatic — I managed to headbutt the front door, whacking my forehead and wrenching my neck backwards.

Let’s just say… the front door remains structurally sound.

Or at least, it came off better than I did. Thankfully, my skull seems to be made of fairly sturdy stuff too, but I was left with immediate pain in my neck and concern about what damage I might have done. Given the nature of the fall, an ambulance was called — the right decision, even if it all felt a little surreal at the time.

The mechanism of the fall itself isn’t unusual for me. About three years ago, while on holiday in Mallorca, I experienced something very similar. I tripped outside our hotel and fell forward, my head taking the impact, followed by that inevitable snapping back motion of my neck. Without arms to break a fall, my head and neck take the full force — not ideal, but very much my reality.  Thankfully, this time the paramedics and A&E staff were on the case – and spoke English, which made such a difference to my treatment.

What made a difficult situation so much more bearable, though, was the care and kindness of the people around me. Sam, who was with me when I fell, and my partner both did a truly sterling job of keeping me as warm and comfortable as possible while we waited — a rather lengthy 2.5 hours — for the ambulance to arrive. It’s in those moments, when you’re at your most vulnerable, that calm, capable company makes all the difference.  I was shivering, cold and very, very uncomfortable.

A&E was, as you might expect, very busy. I needed to be assessed and scanned before they’d take me off the spinal board and remove the neck blocks. Thankfully, it was deemed that there had been no serious damage to my spine and, after another four hours in a noisy and rather traumatic environment, I was discharged home with instructions to take regular painkillers and return if anything changed.

Not content with that, my body decided to add a few extra flourishes over the following days. My eyes gradually turned a rather impressive combination of purple and black — not quite the pastel tones one usually associates with Easter, but striking in their own way. It also looks as though my forehead is attempting to produce the only Easter egg I received this year… slightly larger than your average chocolate variety and considerably less welcome.

As if that wasn’t enough, I also seem to have irritated the main nerve pathway running from my spine into my arms — the brachial plexus. As I fell, my neck was wrenched backwards, which has resulted in a rather unwelcome mix of numbness, pins and needles, loss of feeling, weakness, and a burning sensation in both arms.

It’s a very odd experience — not quite pain as such, but certainly not comfortable either. The sort of thing that makes you very aware of just how much you rely on your arms doing exactly what they’re told.

The good news is that it is slowly improving day by day. The less good news (based on previous experience) is that nerves take their own sweet time to recover, so this is likely to be more of a marathon than a sprint.

It’s a sobering reminder of how quickly things can change. One moment you’re heading out the door with good intentions, and the next you’re horizontal, taking stock of your injuries and your weekend plans.

Needless to say, Easter has taken on a rather different shape than I had imagined. Plans have been paused, swapped instead for rest, recovery, and a slightly closer relationship with my bed — where I remained for two days.

On the plus side, I was allowed some respite from the kitchen and food preparation… though I suspect that may be short-lived!

There’s always a temptation in moments like this to feel frustrated — at the disruption, the disappointment, the inconvenience, the change of plans. But I’m also reminded of how important it is to listen to my body, to take injuries seriously, and to allow time to heal.

The litter pick can wait. Easter can be… rebranded.

For now, slowing down feels like exactly the right thing to do.

Weight this week: 54.8kg (about 8st 8½lb)
Last week: 55.2kg (about 8st 9½lb)
Weekly loss/gain:  -0.45kg (about 1lb)

100% -(1 month, 23 days) in weight maintenance range (54-56kg or 8st 7½lb – 8st 13½lb)

Mounjaro Journey – Week 43 (4mg every 5 days)

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A Quiet Week… With a Few Thoughts Along the Way

Not a huge amount to report this week, but sometimes those quieter weeks still bring moments worth sharing.

I took part in an online focus group looking at housing requirements for Thalidomiders as we age. We talked about whether our current homes still meet our needs, what works well, what doesn’t, and how we see things evolving in the future.

When asked which part of my home I value most, there was no hesitation — my kitchen.

Since living independently, I’ve had two homes and I’m now on kitchen design Mark III. Each version has improved on the last, incorporating lessons learned and small adaptations that make a big difference. I spend a lot of time there, so it needs to be practical, accessible… and somewhere I genuinely enjoy being. It’s probably the one space in my home that feels completely “me”.  If you fancy seeing my kitchen, I filmed a little “tour” some years back (2020).

I was also due to attend a talk at our local museum about the history of Jackson’s Department Store — a place I remember well. It’s recently been sold and is now home to Rosa’s Thai restaurant (where I had that rather disappointing meal not long ago!).

My memories of Jackson’s are a little mixed. We mainly went there for school uniforms, and I vividly remember trying on skirts as a teenager and being told by a shop assistant, “Well, if you lost weight, you’d have more choice.”

Fourteen years old — and I’ve never forgotten it. Words stick.

Unfortunately, I didn’t make it to the talk anyway. I received an email beforehand explaining that both lifts to the first floor were out of order, leaving only two flights of stairs. Not much use when you’re a wheelchair user.

Just one of those frustrating reminders that accessibility still isn’t where it needs to be.

On a more positive note, Saturday evening took us to our local gem — The Progress Theatre — for a comedy night.

It was… alright.

The compare (who openly admitted she’s actually a children’s author, not a comedian) was, somewhat ironically, the funniest part of the evening. The main act didn’t quite hit the mark.

That said, I’d booked a wheelchair space, which meant a free companion ticket — so I can’t complain too much. A slightly underwhelming show, but a perfectly acceptable price tag. A rare little win.

Sunday was a quieter, productive day at home. I shortened the sleeves on a cardigan and a bargain Rab fleece I picked up on Vinted.

I do love buying pre-loved clothes — even more so because I often end up cutting them up and adapting them anyway! Sewing is one of those skills I’ve picked up out of necessity, and while I wouldn’t call myself an expert, I’m definitely capable.

For someone with shorter arms, it’s not just useful — it’s essential.

Food this week has been wonderfully varied (and very enjoyable):

Homemade lasagne, tuna with chopped cornichons on toast, chicken noodle stir-fry with lemongrass, cheese and onion quiche with salad, southern fried chicken fillets, Thai chicken and salad, Cumberland chipolatas with mash and veg, cold sausage with cottage cheese salad, rump steak with spicy chips and greens, ham hock salad with pitta, pork stir-fry with plum hoisin, and cod with ratatouille, mash and green beans.

Definitely no complaints there.

I also took the opportunity this week to try out my new vlogging camera — the Osmo Pocket 3 — and I absolutely love it. It’s small, easy to use, and performs exceptionally well.

I used it to film my latest YouTube video, where I talk about how I’m titrating down my Mounjaro dosage now that I’ve reached my goal weight. If you fancy taking a look, I’d love to hear what you think.

A quieter week, perhaps — but still full of small moments, reflections, and reminders of what matters: a home that works for you, words that stay with you (for better or worse), and the simple pleasure of good food and practical skills.

Weight this week: 55.05kg (about 8st 9lb)

Last week: 54.7kg (about 8st 8½lb)

Weekly loss/gain:  +0.35kg (about +½lb)

Goal weight: 55kg (about 8st 9lb)

In case you’re interested, and thinking about slowly reducing your Mounjaro dosage, here’s my planned schedule.

Mounjaro tapering

 

Mounjaro Maintenance Journey – Week 42 (4.25mg every 5 days)

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A few weeks ago, I found myself watching some very old VHS footage from 1991 — my honeymoon in the Seychelles.

I was 29. Newly married. Happy with life… and, at the time, happy in my own skin.

Looking back now, I can see I was already carrying a lot of extra weight — but I don’t think I truly saw it then. Awareness is a funny thing like that.

Fast forward to this week, and a photo I took of myself really stopped me in my tracks. The weight I’ve carried for so long… gone. Hopefully for good.

1991
2026
I’m realistic — I’m not ruling out weight loss medication being part of my future in some way. But what I do know is that everything I’ve learned over the past 14 years has built something much more important than just weight loss.

This week has also reminded me of something else.

How much I rely on others — and how okay that is.

Accepting help has always been part of my life. It’s not weakness. It’s not failure. It’s simply reality. And actually, there’s a real strength in accepting support.

As I get older, that support requirement will increase — as it will for many people. Our bodies change, energy fades, things take longer. For me, my energy is pretty much gone by 5pm — so using support wisely allows me to focus on what matters most.

Cooking from scratch. Keeping my home how I like it. Taking care of myself.

And speaking of cooking… what a week of food!
Salmon & asparagus quiche, cooked breakfasts, marinated tuna steaks, cassoulet, ham hock and leek potato topped pie, pan-fried mackerel (the smell lingered for days 😂), flapjack topped apple crumble… and, a long time favourite – spaghetti Bolognese ❤️

This isn’t a “diet”.
This is just life. Real food. Enjoyed.

And this week — with blue skies, sunshine, and a real sense of progress — has felt pretty wonderful.

Onwards 💛

Weight this week: 54.7kg (about 8st 8½lb)
Last week: 55.2kg (about 8st 9½lb)
Weekly loss:  0.5kg (about 1lb)
Goal weight: 55kg (about 8st 9lb)

My dosage plan for reducing my Mounjaro dosage:

My Tapering Journey (Every 5 Days)

These doses are from a 10mg pen:

9th January – 45 clicks (7.5mg)

14th January – 30 clicks (5mg × 5 doses)

9th February – 29 clicks (4.75mg × 6 doses)

6th March – 27 clicks (4.5mg × 2 doses)

16th March – 26 clicks (4.25mg)

21st March – 24 clicks (4mg)

And now… I’m gradually stepping things down even further.

🔽 My Plan Going Forward

Dosing every 5 days, gradually reducing:

4mg → 3.75mg → 3.5mg → 3.25mg

3mg → 2.75mg → 2.5mg → 2.25mg

Then down to 2mg… and eventually 1.5mg