I stumbled off the diet train shortly after my birthday, after all sorts of goodies and carbs crumpled my will, but I still managed to lose weight for a couples weeks due to the Metformin (well... the nausea associated with Metformin). I was down a total of 30 pounds when the Metformin decided to halt my grace period, and I gained 1/3 of my weight back. RATS.
It took two weeks of heeing and hawing and a motivational lecture by my aunt to get me back on, but here I am... in a week's time, down six pounds from what I gained. Next week, I'll be where I left off at the 30 pound mark.
We think Stephen is still losing weight too, though this is happening more by chance and circumstance rather than will. Old pants slip off the hips without a snag, and the new smaller size fits very comfortably.
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