It came out of nowhere. It happened in the blink of an eye. I never saw it coming.
All things I've thought or said in regard to recent events involving Social Butterfly.
A month ago, in Flagstaff, SB had a Subway sandwich for dinner Friday night and at lunch on Saturday she had a few of the sweet potato fries I'd ordered for the table. Yesterday, when it was suggested she needed to drink Gatorade to combat the recent dehydration that led to her fainting twice and being rehydrated in the E.R. this past Sunday, she cried. And said no.
On Saturday she begins a day treatment program at UCSD Eating Disorders Clinic. SB has given me permission to share our story on this blog; maybe it will help someone else. Over the next few posts I will share more. There's just too much for one post.
I want to start with this though--if, like me, everything you know about eating disorders you learned from a Lifetime TV movie or an ABC Afterschool Special, then you know nothing.
I also want to begin this story by counting my blessings.
- I am grateful that we recognized what was happening early--she will be in treatment just a month after the disorder took hold.
- I am grateful for a pediatrician who is sensible, warm and informed.
- I am grateful for an eating disorder clinic in my own backyard that is so well-respected people come from all over the United States for treatment.
- I am grateful that the probably outcome for patients who receive early intervention is a full and complete recovery without relapse.
- I am grateful that on January 17, 2012 the UCSD Eating Disorder clinic finished negotiating a contract with our insurance provider, Aetna, that makes them in-network and means our copay is $25 per day.
- I am grateful for an employer who said, "Do what you need to do" when I let them know what was happening with my daughter.
- I am grateful to my daughter's employer who agreed to accomodate her schedule even though she hasn't even started working for them yet (Saturday afternoon is her first shift).
- I am grateful that my husband, my daughter and I are all on the same team.
- I am especially grateful for the text from Danger Boy (home on spring break) that suggested I buy some bagel bites to pique her interest in eating. Not going to work, but it was a sweet thought!
- I am grateful that I have a blog friend that knows me and my family so well through this blog that she was moved to point out that all the recent photos of SB's gorgeous baked goods might be a sign of an eating disorder. They are.
- I am grateful that at 5'10 and 122 lbs. SB is thin, on the verge of dangerously so, but is not yet, and will not become, anorexic.*
- I am grateful that we have plenty of time before SB leaves for college in August to ensure that she is healthy when she begins that adventure.
*Somebody rightly asked me to clarify what that means--while she has an eating disorder she does not meet the clinical definition of being an anorexic because of her BMI and that she has not ceased menstruating.