Microdosing Mounjaro
We waited three hours in the rain for Ceres Pizza in NYC. It was $115. There were time slots being screamed like we were at JFK, and we left with two pizzas, five people, and zero slices to spare for the poor man who tried to Venmo us. This is the energy I left New York with—and then flew straight to Scandinavia.In this unfiltered episode, I’m taking you through my chaotic, gorgeous, hormonally regulated European birthday tour for my husband across Norway, Denmark, Sweden, Czech Republic, Austria, and Hungary—all while microdosing Mounjaro.No migraines. No sinus infections. No sugar spirals…
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