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If you're on Mounjaro or one of the GLP-1 jabs and it's been brilliant for you, but your skin's gone saggy and loose as the weight's come off, this is worth a read. Because I finally worked out why, and nobody had ever bothered to tell me. π Right, first things first, the jab. I will defend that stuff to anyone who'll listen. It changed my life. And I don't say that lightly, I'm not one for being dramatic, but it genuinely did, it changed my life. Because before it, I was in a right state, only I didn't really know it at the time, you don't, do you. You just think, well, this is me now. I'd been carrying the weight for years, tried every diet going, lost the same stone and put it back on more times than I could count. My knees ached carrying it all. I'd be out of breath going up the stairs with the washing. I'd stopped letting anyone take a photo of me, and if one got taken anyway I'd be straight in deleting it. And the shame of it, every time another diet went out the window, I'd feel like a failure all over again. I felt heavy. Stuck. Just not me. And I'd more or less decided that was the rest of my life sorted out for me, all downhill from there. And then I got on the Mounjaro, took a bit of sorting to get the dose right, mind, and within a few months it was like somebody had handed me back to myself. The weight actually came off. And it stayed off. For the first time in twenty years I wasn't thinking about food from morning till night. I can't tell you the difference it made. So if you're sat there wondering whether to go for it, don't ask me, because I'll only ever tell you to do it. Best thing I ever did, hands down. So I wanted that said nice and loud before the next part. Because this isn't me having a pop at the jabs. It's the opposite. It's the thing I wish someone had told me to do alongside it. Because the jab sorted near enough everything. The only thing it did was make my skin look awful. And that was what did my head in. Because the weight was flying off, three stone by the summer, and instead of looking better, my skin was getting worse. I kept thinking, it'll catch up, it'll shrink back, just give it time. So I gave it time. Gave it months. And nothing. If anything it got looser. It's the sagging, mainly. The skin under my jaw gone loose, jowly almost, where it used to be firm. The tops of my arms gone crepey and hanging. My face looking drawn and gaunt, cheeks sort of deflated, like the air had been let out of me. And you can't help where your head goes with it, can you. I'd catch myself in the mirror and think, is this the trade then. Is this me now, thinner but looking ten years older, with a face like a pruned up raisin. I'd finally got the body I'd wanted half my life, but I looked worse in photos than I did before. The one thing that never came good when everything else did. π And, well. I'll tell you the truth, because what's the point otherwise. It got to me more than I let on. Nobody knew. But finally getting the weight off after all those years, and then not even being able to enjoy it, hiding your arms in cardigans in the middle of summer, it knocks your confidence something rotten. There were days I didn't feel attractive at all. Thinner, and somehow further from myself than ever. You start having these little thoughts, don't you. Like, maybe this is just the price of it. Maybe it's my age and I'd best get used to it. I never said any of that to a soul. But it was there, ticking away in the back of my head. So I brought it up at my check-in at the GP. Told the nurse, look, the weight's coming off but my skin's sagging everywhere. And honestly, nothing. π€ She nodded along, ever so nice, and said oh, it's very common with the injections, it's just loose skin, try a firming cream and it may settle in time. And that was it. That was the sum total. Very common. A firming cream. Give it time. Off you pop. π€ And I could've screamed, because I'd already been trying the firming creams for months, and they did absolutely nothing. I must have gone through five or six of them. Every single time I thought, this'll be the one that does it. I'd even done a stretch on those collagen serums, and not a thing to show for it. And it's the same every time, isn't it. You finally pluck up the courage to say something's wrong, and they pat you on the head, tell you it's normal, and send you off with a cream. Do you know how much I'd been through just to get the weight off in the first place? Years of diets and shakes and being told to just eat less and move more. As if that's an answer. So I came away thinking, is that really all there is then. Creams and grinning and bearing it. Now, here's what still annoys me, and it's half the reason I'm sat here on a Saturday morning writing all this down. The thing that finally gave me my answer? It wasn't a doctor. It wasn't the nurse at the GP. It was a post on Facebook, a bit like this one, some woman explaining the whole thing, and it was like a light going on. And like a fool, I kept scrolling and didn't save it. I've looked for it so many times since and just cannot find it again. So I'm writing my own, so the next woman doesn't lose it like I nearly did. What she explained, and what I went and checked for myself after, was so simple I was almost cross nobody had put it to me before. It's this. The jab burns the fat off. That's its job, and it does it brilliantly, that's exactly why the weight finally shifted. But when the weight comes off that fast, your body isn't just burning fat. It's burning through your collagen as well, faster than it can make it back. You lose it right along with the weight. And collagen, see, I'd always known it was a face cream sort of word, something to do with wrinkles, but it's more than that. It's the actual scaffolding inside your skin. The thing that holds it firm and springy and elastic in your face and your arms. And it's the very thing that pulls your skin back in when your body gets smaller, so it shrinks down with you instead of hanging where it used to be. So there's the whole sorry story of my year, right there. The jab was taking the fat away, brilliant, that's its job. But the scaffolding that was supposed to pull my skin in behind it was burning away at the very same time. So my poor skin was left with nothing to hold onto and nothing to pull it back. And the jab was never going to put that collagen back, that's just not what it's for, it's a totally different job. And the creams never stood a chance either, they only ever sit on top of your skin, never the scaffolding underneath it. And there I'd been, the best part of a year, waiting for the wrong things to fix it. π And when that finally clicked, honestly. I can't even tell you where I was when it landed, but I know I was well chuffed. Because it meant it was never just the price of losing the weight, and it wasn't my age. It was that the one thing my skin actually wanted, the collagen put back, was the one thing the jab was never going to give it. There was an answer after all. So what you want, alongside your jab, not instead of it, never instead of it, is to put that collagen back yourself. And the one that kept cropping up everywhere, the one that's actually made properly for this and not just some cheap thing they've knocked together, is called Elavate. And the reason it does the trick for your skin, when all those creams never did a thing for mine, is it's the proper collagen that rebuilds the scaffolding itself. The marine sort, that's the one your skin is built from, and the bovine sort and all, because your body wants different sorts for different jobs, and the cheap ones can't be bothered. It's got hyaluronic acid in it too, which is the thing that puts the moisture and plumpness back into your skin, just what a drawn, deflated face is crying out for. And a big dose, eight grams, far more than you'll get in the bargain ones. It's not a firming cream, it's not covering anything up. It's putting back the actual thing my skin had run out of. β And what sealed it for me was the reviews. Over twenty thousand women in the UK, all five stars, and so many of them saying the exact same thing I'd been feeling, that they were losing the weight on the jabs and everything was brilliant apart from their skin, and this was the missing piece. So I started taking it alongside my jab. And I kept the jab exactly as it was, I want that crystal clear, I'd not come off that for anything. A scoop in a glass of milk every morning, tastes of chocolate, no bother at all. First month, I'll be honest with you, not a lot happened. I did think, oh here we go, another one for the pile. But I stuck at it, and round about the eight week mark, I noticed something one morning while I was getting ready. I'd done my makeup in the mirror and not thought about my jaw once. No pulling the skin back with my fingers to see what I used to look like. My face just looked like mine again, fuller somehow, less drawn. I stood there a bit gobsmacked, because I'd well and truly made my peace with that being gone for good. π By a few months in, the skin on my arms had firmed up enough that the cardigans stayed in the wardrobe. My jaw's back to being a jaw. My face looks smoother, younger, like the clock's been wound back a few years. And the weight's still coming off, mind, only now my skin's coming with me instead of getting left behind. That dread of the mirror that had become the background noise of my whole life had quietened right down. And if anything I felt a bit silly, that I'd spent the best part of a year thinking this was just the price of it, when all it needed was putting back the one thing I'd run short of. π So if you're on Mounjaro or any of the GLP-1 jabs, and it's working like it did for me, but your skin's sagging and hanging and making you look older by the month, and somebody's fobbed you off and told you it's just loose skin, please, please don't take that as the end of it. Your jab is doing exactly what it's supposed to. This is just the one job it can't do for you, and you can sort the rest yourself, alongside it, dead easy. β οΈ Quick warning, mind, it does sell out. I got caught short waiting on it to come back in once, so I keep a spare in the cupboard now. Oh, and there's a money-back guarantee on it, three months, send it back if it does nothing for you. So you're risking nothing by giving it a go, are you. Which is a sight more than I can say for the year I sat waiting on creams to do a job they were never built for. π Link's below. It's the UK one, the proper one with the marine collagen and the hyaluronic acid in it, more than one type. That's the one that matters. If you're on the jabs and your skin's paying the price for it, this is what nobody tells us ladies about lol. Hope it helps some of you. x
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