This article was linked at Althouse, and that’s how I came across it. It contains a curious narrative about what happened to one woman when she took weight loss drugs. The woman apparently lost not just weight but also her appetite for food, and stopped cooking for her family – which included adult children who got upset about her retiring from cooking the family meals.
Much of the commentary there focused on her family dynamics. But although somewhat interesting, that’s not what drew my attention. Her lose of appetite did:
It’s very hard to cook for people when you have absolutely no appetite. Every time I look in the fridge, I can’t see a single thing I want to eat. I go to the supermarket, the shops and the farmers’ market, and whereas in the past I was so inspired — buying forest mushrooms and fruit just picked from the trees — I now can’t think of a single thing I want to buy.
I’ll pick up delicious ripe apples and think, hmm … all those lovely fresh fish waiting to be grilled with lemon and butter and salt and pepper? Not one bit of me wants to eat it. I know we need to have food in the fridge but even red pepper hummus, a former favourite, leaves me feeling slightly queasy.
Then, given that I have no appetite, I don’t find cooking interesting any more. Food has become completely dull and I have begun to wonder why I’d liked it in the first place.
I don’t think this happens to everyone who takes these drugs. But for whatever numbers are affected in this way, it doesn’t sound as though it can possibly be a good thing. Oh, I understand that for those who are morbidly obese and whose lives are in danger because they do almost nothing but eat and are completely dominated by food craving, loss of appetite might come as a great good. But for those interested in more moderate weight loss – and from the photos at the article, this woman was not especially heavy before taking the drug – it seems like a nightmare to me.
I’m one of those people always trying to lose ten or fifteen pounds. But I also enjoy food, and I enjoy enjoying food. I’ve lost my appetite during a few highly stressful times in my life, and it was awful. I would stare at a plate of good food, wondering how I could muster the will to force a few bites down my gullet, and it was difficult and profoundly depressing. I wouldn’t want to lose one of the greatest pleasures in life: the desire to eat and the access to all the wonderful food we can get in this time and place. We are so fortunate to have so much abundance.
I don’t believe we should wage war on natural appetites. Yes, moderation can be difficult, but appetites contribute in no small measure to the energy that gives us pleasure and makes life worth living.
NOTE: More about weight loss drugs can be found here:
They work by mimicking the hormone glucagon-like peptide-1 (GLP-1) in slowing down stomach emptying, suppressing hunger and leaving you feeling full so that any urge to overeat is curbed. As calorie intake nosedives, so surplus pounds melt away with unprecedented speed. …
A team of US and UK researchers revealed in the Diabetes, Obesity and Metabolism journal that up to one third of weight lost on GLP-1-based drugs is not body fat but other tissue, including muscle and bone. In addition a study of obese people in the New England Journal of Medicine suggested that an average of 15 lb of lean tissue as well as 23 lb of fat were lost during a 68-week trial.
That seems alarming, as well.

