The great weight loss myth

I returned to see the diabetes specialist today and frankly, I wasn't looking forward to the experience. I was very pissed off after the visit 30 days ago and I didn't feel that things had changed much. I expected a rough ride. Not so. Dr J was really pleased. I'd lost 2.5 kilos. Naturally I pretended that I'd tried really hard, changed my diet and took much more excercise. It wasn't until later that I twigged, I hadn't actually lost that much weight, it was just that I was heavier than normal when I last when to see him and, by some miracle, my weight had returned to 'normal'. This gave me an idea. If you want the doctor to be pleased with you, wear some extra weight under your clothes at the first visit and then slowly reduce the weight each time you go thereafter. He's happy, you're happy, everybody's happy. Sorted! (You are such a prat - Ed)

I must admit that I thought that I'd lost a little bit of weight, because my pants kept falling down, but Jan disagreed so it left me in some doubt. Anyway, I was right and to celebrate the success I bought a big cream donut!