Weight loss program

Weight loss program

Clara heaved her large body out of her van, at 450+ pounds she had difficulty moving on her own.

She looked at the unassuming building ahead of her, this was an act of desperation.

“Come in and let us help you find that thinner person insiyou.” Read the sign over the door.

The entrance was ADA compliant and she was grateful for the gentle slope of the ramp. Clara was winded and red faced as she reached the door.

Inside was a cool clean office with large sized chairs in the waiting room.

A thin redhead woman at the desk looked up and smiled warmly.

“Clara?” She asked.

“Yes, I have an appointment.” Clara managed not to stutter even though her heart was beating like a drum.

Still smiling, the redhead introduced herself as Jane.” Do you need to sit? The technician is ready when you are, no rush, you are the only appointment for this hour.”

“No, I should go while I still have the nerve.” She told Jain with a nearly hysterical giggle.

As they walked to the backroom, jain said “ Don’t worry, this process works. I went through it 4 years ago. I was 375 lbs at the time.”

Clara stopped in surprise, “ no way, can I ask what you weigh now?”

“ You can ask me anything dear, I am 110 pounds and have been for years.”

Jain opened a door “ Mark is inside and will take good care of you.”

Inside the office was not the sterile room she had expected. The gray carpet and wood paneling made it look like someone’s home.

Mark was a tall white man with blonde hair who looked to be in his late 50’s. In a mellow voice he asked her to sit in a metal chair that was made for plus sized people.

As she said Mark spoke “ Please hold still a moment, the chair is taking your weight and other vitals.”

Ten seconds passed and the laptop on his desk pinged. “ How tall are you Clara?”

“5 foot 2, what do you mean vitals?”

“Oh, the chair has a scale as well as a heart and respiratory monitor.” Was the swift reply.

Mark opened a drawer in his desk and removed a black square of plastic about the size of his hand, maybe an inch thick.

As he was attaching a cord from it to his laptop he spoke.

“ You are here because you saw our ads of guaranteed permanent weight loss right?”

Clara blushed a deep red and said “Yes.” In a small voice.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” Mark said, taking a box from a refrigerator. “ We are very serious about this, which is why if you do not lose at least 20% of the weight you want to in 30 days. We will refund twice your 500$ deposit back.”

He put a water bottle on the black pad, then added a clear liquid with an eye dropper. After putting the lid firmly on the of the bottle he began to tap at the keyboard.

“ A woman your height should weigh between 110 and 130 pounds. So you need to lose around 333 pounds, one fifth of that is about 66 pounds.”

Looking up he saw that the obese brunette was near tears, her brilliant blue eyes bloodshot.

“Please do not be upset,” Mark said earnestly, “ We are here to help. You will start losing weight the moment you drink this. You will never need another dose.”

Confusion stopped the imminent breakdown. “What? You expect me to believe you have a magical potion or something?”

Clara was starting to get mad; she hated being teased.

“Hear me out,” Mark said, holding up a hand. “There are nanobots in this bottle that will reprogram your body to burn more calories and curb your appetite.