The First 48

Not the crime reality show, of which I am a huge fan. Rather, this is how I feel on the first 48 hours.

My needle site is stingy and bruised, I assume from being on Eliquis. That gives me pause for next time. Where can I find a spot I don't bump constantly?

Food is not moving fast through my system. I had a slight burp during the night that hinted of what I ate, noticeable 6 hours after my last meal. If this continues, there will be less spice and garlic in my last meal of the day. 

I'm a bit blah, not nauseous. The side effects included the possibility of feeling like you're coming down with something. Yeah, I have that. I also get that when I take certain antibiotics. I even get a fever with amoxicillin. I'm just a weird creature.

Now for the more interesting part.

Food noise. It's a real thing, and mine's immediately turned off!

Saturday I cruised by the Hershey's chocolate eggs, uh, at least 4 times, to get "just" one. We keep cherry tomatoes on the counter for the same, but healthier purpose. I obliged it as well. I looked for cheese to put on my egg whites. Had a few crackers with peanut butter while making DH's lunch. Olive Garden for dinner where I had 2 breadsticks, salad and shrimp scampi. I left some of the pasta. The last supper so to speak.

Sunday, jab day, things just slowed down, I was busy and had little time to pick, A cracker here, cherry tomato there. I had 4 Hershey eggs as desert. I guess I was processing the meds and they were working.

Yesterday I forgot to eat breakfast until I remembered I had to have something before PT. No cheese was considered. My tuna lunch was the other half from Sunday and I forced it down with surprising hesitation. Sometime in the day there was a  protein drink, 30gms, I've been using recommended in surgical recovery and supported by the PC for the new meds.

I had made a chicken dish using an Eating Well recipe and on Sunday night had a full serving. Last night I had half a serving and I picked at it, honestly thinking I couldn't eat it all. 

No snacks, no grazing, no picking, not even a thought of doing so. 

Huh.



Comments

  1. BarbApril 14, 2026 at 1:41 PM

    Yes! TJAT is one of the HELPFUL effects of the GLP-1s. . . it shuts off food noise. Like a 3 legged stool – for success, you have to pay attention to nutrition, exercise and use the med as directed.

    Eating Well . . . GREAT recipes.

    Wishing you luck!

    hugs
    barb
    1cd

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    1. OverworkedjanetApril 15, 2026 at 3:09 AM

      I have used so many of their recipes over the years. I've followed the meal plans. Many! Thanks for the feedback.

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  2. AnonymousApril 16, 2026 at 3:04 AM

    ALICIA363
    Best wishes using this tool to help you reach your goals! Is the recovery proceeding well otherwise? Still have movement restrictions?

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  3. ValApril 17, 2026 at 11:04 AM

    I'm so much better than I was, food-noise-wise. My body seems to be making those decisions for me: fast food? Fuhgeddaboudit!!! Not unless I want to spend the next day in a mad dash to the facilities, maybe even embarrassing myself... (Bleach being a staple in my household, between me & the pets)
    Good luck!

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    1. ValApril 17, 2026 at 11:07 AM

      (I've still got a long ways to go as far as cutting out the sweets, but as I said, things are BETTER! When I could formerly polish off a whole sleeve of Girl Scout cookies, now I can ration them out in 3 or 4 portions)

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  4. OneKidsMomMay 1, 2026 at 8:09 AM

    I'm really so glad you're posting about your journey. It gives someone like me a lot more comfort about making decisions! On to the next one!

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