Monday seems to come around so very quickly
The days can be long
But they don't be long adding up
As usual
I was in the doctors first thing this morning
Today
Topics included
The Oscars
Making films
Horses and how my doctor is afraid of them
Last week
It being EDAW
I told my doctor that I would bring him in something to read
The something being the piece I wrote for the ED convention back in 2013
So I gave him said piece
And told him it was something to read on his coffee break
He seemed excited to read it
I don't know why I haven't given it to him before now
I guess that piece is precious to me
And my doctor being an avid reader
I was worried about what he would think of it and my writing
I haven't let many people read it
I mean yes
I read it out at the convention
And I have it up in my blog
But they are strangers
Letting people I know read it is another matter
But anyway
He has it now
I'll be interested to see what he makes of it
From a medical point of view
And from a literary point of view
He took it from me
And placed it beside his computer
As I left
It was all I could do not to reach across him and snatch it back
And run out of the room
But
I think it might give him an insight in to the mind of a person with an ED
I mean of course he knows the medical side of things
And I guess that's his job
The head and mind stuff is up to the psych team
Anyway
He has it now
It will be I interesting to see what he makes of it next week
After my weekly dose of doctor
I headed up to the pharmacy
Handed over my script
Then decided to head over to the bank to see how little money I have for the week
I checked my balance
Which was just enough to see me through the next few days
Then began walking back to the pharmacy
It was a bitterly cold morning
With a sharp wind
I pulled my coat around me
And took my gloves out of my pocket
As I fought the wind
And tried to put my gloves on
I managed to drop one
And it being a windy day
It took off down the street
I had no choice but to run after it
Every time I got close to it
It was whipped out of my grasp by the wind
It was a wild goose chase
There I was sprinting down the street after my wayward glove
I got quite a few funny looks
Eventually
I made a huge leap
Like an Olympic long jumper
And landed on the glove
Feeling very pleased with myself that I had managed to catch it
In other news
I am getting my next piercing done on Friday
My sister is going to come with me
And I am super excited!
I am think that getting my labret pierced is going to be much more painful than my nose
But I am ready for it
And anyway
The pain only lasts a second
So I will pull up my big girl pants
And suck it up
But I am really looking forward to getting it done
It's like buying a new item of clothing
Something to make me feel good about myself
My poor Mother is horrified at the prospect of another piercing
She pleads with me not to get it done
I tell her she will get used to it
Just like my nose
She said that she tolerates my nose ring at best
Like a typical mother
She says to me
'You're going to ruin your beautiful face'
But I feel it will enhance my face
And make for an interesting feature to my face
Like a feature wall in a living room
Or something to that effect
I am becoming increasingly worried about my teeth
As you know
I had a lot of very labour intensive and expensive work done on my teeth last year
And because my purging has increased again in recent months
I fear my teeth may fall in to ruin
Just like my real teeth did
Every time I purge
I promise myself that this will be the last time
But it never is
I continue to purge
To put my body under huge stress
And my teeth being washed with stomach acid
Every time I throw up
It's a worry
And a huge incentive to stop purging
But like any addiction
It's nigh on impossible to stop
I need to do it though
Before it damn well kills me
With all that said
I was wondering about you
If you have experienced bulimia
What helped you to stop purging?
How did you stop?
And how did you stay stopped?
Any tips or advice much appreciated....