Dr Laura Keith Facebook ad: “Reduces menopause symptoms naturally”

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I asked my sister if she'd be on Wegovy for the rest of her life. She didn't talk to me for a week. Now she wants to know what I'm doing. My name is Marcia Hale. I manage the cafeteria at Pond Gap Elementary in Knoxville, Tennessee. Between February and August, I went from 193 pounds to 169. My waist: 41 inches down to 33.5. No pens. No clinic. My sister Ruthie took the other road, and we started it the same month. The Apron That Wouldn't Close : I'm 57, and I've worn the same white apron for 22 years. Tie it behind, tuck the strings, start the biscuits at 6:15. Around 54, the strings stopped meeting. I'd stand in the walk-in cooler and suck in, and the knot still landed on my hip like a sad little bow. Nothing changed in my kitchen. Same tray of grits I'd always eaten standing up. My belly got rounder, and it was hard, not soft. At my granddaughter's recital somebody took a picture of me from the side. I looked at it in the parking lot and thought, do people think that we WANT to look like this? $2,971 And A Bigger Pair Of Slacks : I'm not a quitter. I'm a lunch lady. We don't quit. - Points app, 14 months at $23: $322 - Keto meal kits: $1,890 - Walking pad for the living room: $449 - Bigger work slacks and a shapewear set: $310 Total: $2,971 The points app took 1 inch off my waist. It came back by Easter. The keto kits took 2 inches and gave them back in a month. The walking pad took nothing from my belly and a lot from my knees. $2,971 to end up 2 inches bigger than when I started, in slacks a size up. The Month We Both Started : In February, Ruthie called me from her car. She'd signed up with a weight clinic across town. Wegovy, $349 a month, out of her own pocket. Ruthie is 60. She did hair for 35 years and she can talk anybody into anything. She sounded so happy I almost cried. That same week, Odessa from my dish room caught me retying the apron for the third time before 7. "Girl, quit fighting that string." She held up her arm with a dish rag still in her hand. A plain band on the wrist, nothing fancy. She'd worn it since the fall, and I had watched her waistband go from rolled over to flat without her saying a word about it. "It's for the stress," she said. "That belly is your nerves, not your fork." It was $65. I ordered it in the cafeteria office between breakfast and lunch, on the computer we use for milk orders, with my hairnet still on. The Question At Sunday Dinner : In March, Ruthie had already lost 9 pounds. She told the whole table the shot made food boring. I believed her. I was glad for her. Then I asked the question that had been sitting in my chest for a month. "But won't you be on Wegovy for the rest of your life?" She put her fork down. She didn't speak to me for a week. Not a text, not a church wave, nothing. My Weeks, Written On The Milk Calendar : Week 1-2: The bloat went down first. On day 10 the apron strings came around the front and I tied them under my belly button. Weight 189. Week 3-8: My slacks slid on Friday afternoons. Waist 38.5. Weight 182. Week 9-16: I stopped holding a tray in front of me in photos. Waist 36. Weight 176. Week 17-24: The old slacks came back out of the closet. Waist 33.5. Weight 169. 24 pounds gone. My waist down 7.5 inches. The Fourth Of July : At the cookout, Ruthie stared at me over the potato salad until the ice in her tea melted. Then she said it, loud, in front of our cousins: "Where are you hiding the pens, Marcia? In the vegetable drawer?" Everybody laughed except her. She thought I was on Wegovy and lying to her face. The Clinic Scale : In August, I drove Ruthie to her follow-up. She told the nurse practitioner, Oriana Weld, to weigh me too. "She won't tell me what she's on." Oriana put us both on the impedance scale and ran her clinic tape around each of us. Ruthie: down 34 pounds since February, waist 43 to 40. Good numbers. Real numbers. Then me. 33.5. Oriana pulled the tape off and ran it again. "I have 212 women on this program," she said. "Not a single one has taken that much off her waist without a pen in her fridge." Ruthie looked at me like I'd stolen her car. And I heard my own question again in that little room. Won't she be on Wegovy for the rest of her life? Ruthie's Clinic Card Next To Mine : Oriana printed both cards. I keep them in my Bible. Cost per month: Ruthie $349. Me $0, after $65 once. Pounds since February: Ruthie 34. Me 24. Waist: Ruthie 43 to 40. Me 41 to 33.5. If we stop: Ruthie's nurse says the hunger comes back. I have nothing to stop. Ruthie lost more pounds. I'll say that every time. The shot did its job on her appetite. But Odessa had called it in the dish room back in February. My belly was my nerves, not my fork. The Phone Call In September : In September, Ruthie called me at 9 at night. "What are you doing, Marcia. For real." So I told her what I'd learned. Cortisol is your stress hormone. In menopause it stays up all day, and as long as it's high, your body stockpiles fat right in the middle, the deep kind, packed around everything. "It's like the dish machine got stuck on the first cycle," I said. "Every tray goes back into the same rack and nothing ever comes out the other end. My body kept sending everything back to my middle." I heard her set her coffee cup down. Then she said she'd read about people stopping the shots and getting the Shrek girlfriend Fiona effect. She was scared of that. I told her what Odessa told me. Get the cortisol down and the belly follows. Mine did, and the 24 pounds menopause put on me came off on the same grits I always ate. The Roast : Last Thursday, Ruthie came early to help me with the roast for my grandson's birthday. I was still in my apron because I'd come straight from work. She walked behind me, took the strings, and tied them in a bow at my back. 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