This Crazy Life

I got her admitted to ERC Denver Thursday.  They admitted her at the inpatient level as it had been over a week since she had any food (or water, but we did take her fluids Monday night/Tuesday morning so she would be safe to get to ERC).  They have a 72-hour blackout period, so I didn’t get to talk to her again until Sunday.  Sunday she was upset and there were tears.  But then she called Monday evening and she actually sounded ok.  She had no complaints; she got an extra 5 mins of phone time that she earned from her star chart, so I think she was pretty happy about that.  But overall, she seems ok.  Now we just wait and let them feed her and hope that she will keep working for recovery as her weight goes up.  That’s never easy.  But I guess none of this is easy.  I’m sure she’ll be gone for Christmas.  I just try to not think about that.  She’s safe.  She’s safe and she’s being fed and watered.  That’s really the best I can hope for right now.  I’ll worry about the rest when it comes.  And oh yes, I’m taking a break from the parenting education talks.  I didn’t RSVP.  First one ever.  My therapist and I decided it would be best to give myself and my brain a break.  It actually feels really freeing.  My life has been consumed by ED.  I need a break.