Sorry you've felt rotten! As for eating a bigger breakfast, if they increase your dosage of semaglutide, you may find you appetite decreases big-time! I know mine has - hence the weight loss!
We were in New York 25 years ago visiting Mr K's uncle. So many brave firemen died trying to save others.
My husband fell off a ladder almost exactly a year ago; broke his nose and was very badly bruised and shocked. Poor man. At the time, I was convalescing from a fairly serious eye operation, and couldn't really look after him. We had been due to go down to my then 97-year-old mother's to keep her company while my sister (her primary carer) was away; in the end, it was she who had to look after us! Today, we went down to our church as we wanted to hang a picture we'd bought for the new community room, and that involved his going up a ladder, which I don't want him to do any more, but it was a (very rickety) stepladder and I held on to it while he was on the top step, so all was well. But not pleasant!
My appetite has already reduced even with the small dose I am on. I can see how it will help to lose weight. DIL has been on the medication for a few months now and is up to 8mg a day. She reports a very much reduced appetite and 31/2 stone lost. She also has much more energy than she used to have and using a lot less insulin. I'm hopeful that it affects me in the same way. DIL doesn't seem to have suffered much in the way of stomach problems (except heartburn sometimes) but a friend on injections certainly did. However, she thinks it's worth working through that for the advantages.
Peace be with you all.
That must have been so difficult for both of you. Good that you have both recovered.
yes @ianpspurs ladders are very dangerous. For your father to be able to walk after falling from the top of a ladder is really amazingMorning all. 4.6 here on the date when in 1916 Ben P died in France. I guess from what we know he had in his almost 3 decades never been far outside the Hurstingstone Hundred of old Huntingdonshire before WW1. I have the letter to his mother from the King and his medal. Moving on, hugs for Mr K and Mr Redboots - belated for Mr R but yesterday must have brought back memories. Falls from ladders are not nice. I can't do ladders due to a combination of issues but I used to be volunteered by my Grandfather to tackle the highest plum trees - he knew where the 50 rung ladder was: of course he did he planted the tree and left the ladder there. He called them keeper trees and they were at the edge of the orchards. I think they were called Prince of Wales. Mr father returned home early from work one day and mum asked what was wrong. He said nothing really, I just fell down a ladder - from the top of a local rectory he was repairing
That was, thankfully, a year ago, and all seems to be well.
That is good. I am hoping Mr K recovers well
That is really good @Annb
