I lost 41 pounds in 2023, put 23 back on during a brutal stretch last fall, and restarted in February. Today’s appointment had my A1c at 5.6 and my fasting glucose at 94. My clinician nodded and said the trend looked good, which should feel great. Instead I got quiet and teary right there, because part of me is waiting for the old pattern to catch up. I’m trying to treat this as information, not a finish line: protein at breakfast, a walk after dinner, bed before midnight. I’m also not pretending the regain didn’t happen. How do you let a good number matter without handing it the whole steering wheel?
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