The Drug That Made Me Want Less

I waddled into the doctor’s office in the stripmall in Florida with 20 pounds of ankle weights strapped to each leg hidden under my floral Tyler McGillivary sweatpants so that when the nurse asked me to step onto the scale, I could resoundingly—uncomplicatedly—qualify for an online subscription for Ozempic. I’m 5’4’ when my reputation is bad. 5’5’ when I have something to brag about. The BMI I had to hit for this online prescriber for my height is 160 lbs plus. I weighed, at the time, around 130.