Sadly whilst the dress wasn't to tight & despite the body shaper undies I was asked when I was due, which rather spoilt the evening for me. I'm not sure who was more embarrassed in the end as my reply was I'm not its the remains of losing 8st with another stone to go & only surgery will rid me of it if I can afford it or am brave enough. Profuse apologies came back & continued when ever she or her brother (the organiser of the dinner), spoke to me. I can only think the Prozac helped me not make a fuss or display how upsetting the comment had been, it sent me back to all the times over the years that the same phrase had been used by others, I thought I'd left them far behind me apparently not! Oh well another thing to add to the list to talk about during my counselling once it starts.