so
quick(ish)
update-
Today
I
have
mostly
been
at
the
eating
disorders
(why
oh
why
do
I
keep
wanting
to
type
disodours??)
clinic
to
see
if
I
merit profesional
help.....
after
a
couple
of
hours
talking
to
the
(surprisingly
nice
and
unshrinklike!)
shrink
it
was
time
to
step
on
the
scales
(eeek)
frustratingly
calibrated
in
kg
so
have
no
idea
of
the
exact
wieght
(or
as
the
pedant
in
me
is
quick
to
point
out
Mass!),
it
transpires
that
I
have
a
BMI
of
14
and
thus
achieve
the
somewhat
dubious
honour
of
being
"severely"
skinnyrexic-
(yes
folks
they
do
actually
have
distinct
levels
-
you
can
be
mild,
moderate
or
....
yes
you
got
it..severe!
)
.the
sick
puppy
part
of
me
responds
to
this
with
a
barely
contained
grin
and
a
mental
pat
on
the
back
the
rest
of
me
reacts
with
a
eh?
wha'
the
.....
when
did
that
happen
and
how
and
how
wrong
must
my
scales
be?
especially
given
that
I've
lost
an
inch
in
hieght
and
therefore
have
to
all
intents
and
purposes
been
underestimating
the
numbers.
I
go
back
next
week
for
the
2nd
part
of
my
assesment
and
at
some
point
will
be
sent
for
a
bone
scan
(ooh
sounds
like
fun-not)
and
then
well
my
mind
wandered
at
that
point
but
there
was
mention
of
waiting
lists
and
talk
of
pople
leaving
and
spaces
coming
up
(any
Uk
folk
who've
been
through
the
system-does
this
sound
like
I
may
be
looking
at
a
spell
as
IP?)
I
have
a
sneaking
feeling
that
my
upcoming
birthday
(no
dont
ask!!)
is
going
to
be
involving
some
aspect
of
"thou
shalt
not
purge
(or
starve)
(or
binge)".
still
I
s'pose
its
one
way
ofmarking
the
occassion!
anyway
folks
my
little
bones
are
aching
so
I've
off
to
take
some
(distressingly
legal!)
drugs
and
see
if
I
can
really
push
the
boat
out
tonight
and
actually
sleep!
(woohoo
get
me-if
I
carry
on
like
this;
one
day
I'll
be
a
real
girl!)
so
every
one
keep
safe
stay
strong
and........
breathe!
