Labs

I had my admission labs today. My admission weight is 166 :( So now I have to ask them to help me lose weight... I'm binge-disordered, so with symptom interruption I should lose weight anyway, so that shouldn't be too much of a problem.

My labs themselves were all stupidly, histrionically normal. Fortunately, I talked to admissions on the phone again on Saturday and got reassured that there is no possibility of my admission offer getting rescinded just because my labs say I am "too healthy." So that was a tiny bit reassuring.

Tour in two days.

I get my admission weight tomorrow. It will not be 160. In the past four days, I've gained a pound a day through eating.

It Hasn't Fallen Through Yet

Residential, residential, residential, residential, residential. Oh my God, residential.


It's still happening. My labs are Oct. 15.

I'm going to shoot for an admission weight of 160 lbs (BMI 22.9), and ask for help to maintain that weight through treatment. Mine is an excessive ED rather than a restrictive ED, so weight gain is as much a negative symptom for me as weight loss, and wanting to maintain at 160 lbs at 5'10" is not unreasonable at all. I'll probably even lose a little without trying because I'll be on a sane amount of solid calories with no alcohol.


(P.S. I've lost eight pounds since I decided to quit food cold turkey eighteen days ago. I've just gotta lose two more before Oct. 15 -- four and a half days from now, when I get my official admission weight -- to have that official admission weight be 160.)

Timberline Knolls

My admission date is Oct. 22.

I'm touring, with my boyfriend, Oct. 17.

I'm so excited. I've wanted this so bad, for so long. I fought for this. Oh my God, residential. The guarantee of 30+ days symptom-free, being helped and watched by professionals who know how to deal with me. I am so excited. I am so excited.

Residential treatment... around the corner?

I got drunk last night (typical) and while drunk, I called Timberline Knolls and talked to an admissions counselor. The admissions people know me there. They have a file on me, 'cause I keep trying to get in. The admissions counselor last night said she thought I'd gotten sicker and would now qualify for residential, and will call me back today. Dear goodness, I hope I get in.