Was just going over things in my head ...
It was November last year when I was "assessed" at the eating disorders clinic at the hospital. I was told I would be put in touch with a dietician and put on the list for therapy, although there was a waiting list. In March/early April this year, I went to my doctor, who chased up the matter with the hospital, who said I would hear from the dietician within 4 weeks ... still nothing. The letter they sent to my doctor said that "if Kay's situation becomes more severe, or you consider she is at risk, please contact us immediately". He obv didnt think I was at risk, or my situation was indeed severe.
I was just thinking like, how sick does one have to be? Its really quite laughable! You really do have to be at deaths door before they actually do anything .... and maybe at that point it could be too late? I sat there ... with the nurse at the hospital, pouring my heart out about how I feel, what I do, what I dont do, what I put my body and mind through .... and then, nothing!
We work ourselves up to going for these assessments, and then its such an anti climax, and now I am of the firm opinion that I dont want their help anyway ....... indeed, if I am sick enough to warrant it.
Shortgage of staff and resources ... I know this, but the moment has passed now, and I cant help but feel that they didnt really believe I was that bad. I dont know ....
This train of thought follows on from my reading a post on PA about how sick bulimics are, and yet can slip through the net, due to their maintaining a healthy weight. Its SO true, and so sad really.
It was November last year when I was "assessed" at the eating disorders clinic at the hospital. I was told I would be put in touch with a dietician and put on the list for therapy, although there was a waiting list. In March/early April this year, I went to my doctor, who chased up the matter with the hospital, who said I would hear from the dietician within 4 weeks ... still nothing. The letter they sent to my doctor said that "if Kay's situation becomes more severe, or you consider she is at risk, please contact us immediately". He obv didnt think I was at risk, or my situation was indeed severe.
I was just thinking like, how sick does one have to be? Its really quite laughable! You really do have to be at deaths door before they actually do anything .... and maybe at that point it could be too late? I sat there ... with the nurse at the hospital, pouring my heart out about how I feel, what I do, what I dont do, what I put my body and mind through .... and then, nothing!
We work ourselves up to going for these assessments, and then its such an anti climax, and now I am of the firm opinion that I dont want their help anyway ....... indeed, if I am sick enough to warrant it.
Shortgage of staff and resources ... I know this, but the moment has passed now, and I cant help but feel that they didnt really believe I was that bad. I dont know ....
This train of thought follows on from my reading a post on PA about how sick bulimics are, and yet can slip through the net, due to their maintaining a healthy weight. Its SO true, and so sad really.
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