This Crazy Life

No, we aren’t slowly chipping away at the eating disorder, we are slowly chipping away at her weight.  A tenth of a pound here, three tenths of a pound there, and last week seven tenths of a pound.  It’s not much, but overall, it is, especially when we really to gain at some point.  Not just maintain.  Last week she was also supposed to increase, which she says she did, and we actually lost more weight.  I don’t think she increased.  She said she added 100 calories via pretzels.  I haven’t seen her eat pretzels for weeks.  I haven’t bought a new bag of pretzels for weeks.  The pretzels are in the pantry, not stored in her bedroom.  I honestly think she thinks she’s eating more.  I honestly do.  But in reality, she isn’t.  My gut says this week is going to be even more of a loss and I’ll be calling places next week.  If weight is down this week, I plan on giving her two options.  First, I take over food.  We can set a calorie goal with Jess, she can watch me prepare, but I’m going to verify that she is eating everything I give her.  I expect this to go over marvelously.  Which leads to plan two.  Plan two is I tell her if she wants to stay home, we have to get back on meds.  We can try different meds, but we’re going to do meds.  Maybe they will take the edge off, and we can keep maintaining at home.  This is the plan I think that has a better chance of being accepted, so I’ll present it first.  In fact, I’m going to email her therapist and dietician to see what they think.  I’ll let you know how it goes!