Nausea? Check.

Potty problems? Check.

Lack of appetite? Check.

Feeling full? Check.

Happy with Symlin? Check.

I know, you think I'm crazy, but really I'm not. Promise.

This morning I clicked up to the highest Symlin dose--60 mcg. And by lunch you know where I was. But, at least that aspect is subsiding some. I'm starting to realize more consistently what I really wanted from Symlin: the effects on my appetite and desire to eat.

Most mornings it's a struggle to choke down my oatmeal breakfast. And even more of a struggle to convince myself to have a snack mid-morning. Sounds miserable, you say? But this is a drastic change in my habits pre-Symlin. Lunches and dinners I'm seeing similar benefits, namely eating much, much smaller portions and not snacking before bed. Oh, get this: The Mr. suggested we go to Dairy Queen last night for some ice cream and I was nauseous just thinking about it.

While I haven't seen any significant weight loss yet, I know that when I finally get my butt back to walking in the morning that things will start moving. I did torture myself this morning by getting on the scale (I usually just weigh once a week and today wasn't weigh-in day) and I saw an increase and of course was mad. I'm confident, though, that by the start of next week when I weigh again I'll be down a pound or two.

All this to say that while I had my doubts about whether I'd be able to continue taking Symlin, I'm certainly glad I stuck with it. Because, well, I definitely need help in the will-power area.