Hilde realized that it's been so long with knowing when she was full, that feeling the fullness was kinda weird. Also weird? Food still sitting in her new pretty bowl.

It feels like someone sprinkled sparkles & sunshine on Hilde's food. Food tastes BRIGHTER and more nommy. It could've been the bangin' homemade Chick-fil-A chicken salad, though, 'cause it was perfection. For anyone super observant, you'll notice that the Mr. Tummus character has changed to Mrs. Tummus (aka Tum-Tum or various other nicknames). This is, after all, mostly a blog for and about women, so there you have it. That's enough reason to shift it. Let Hilde know if y

Hilde decided to make her own little cartoon symptom tracker to keep tabs on her GLP-1 adventure. The way some people talk though, she expected to be drawing copious amounts dookies, stinky booty-tooties, and flaming burps. Turns out it was a whole lot calmer than that.