I have no idea what brought this memory on, and if the people involved were still around, they’d probably tell me I was crazy. You see, I have a very distinct memory of being in the car for a couple of hours with my grandmother, birth mother, and a friend of my birth mother’s. We were traveling to a smaller town/city in California called Ione (at least that’s the name I remember for it). The reason we were going there was because there was a doctor there who was “revolutionizing” weight loss with a series of injections. Now I don’t know what was in them, this was the early 80’s, so I’m sure it wasn’t anything like Fenphedra. Did they work? I don’t think so – because we only went two or three times and then stopped going.

It’s funny the things a mind will recall. I remember going there, waiting for the doctor, and eating lunch afterwards. Other than that, I don’t remember much about it. Just that I remember the adults talking about whether or not they’d lost any weight since the last time. Weird.

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