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285 pounds. Forty-three years old. Summer 2024. “Have you thought about GLPs?” my primary care physician asked as she listened to my heart. I laughed nervously. “No, but I am now.” Humor has always been my shield. She didn’t flinch. “Your BMI is over 40. You’re at risk for all sorts of health conditions. Why don’t you look into our weight-loss program?” My labs were fine. But…