Well, my week started with traveling to California with Roxy. She did great until the last 45 mins. (she started panting). I am not sure if it was the descent or being in the carrier for 6.5 hours! Anyway, she adjusted to California and the apartment right away. I feel so much better with her out here - it has made all the difference. We walk a lot more here than at home. The weather is a lot better for her. It's nothing for her to walk two miles and keep going. She does go to bed a lot earlier :). I bought her a huge dog bed at Costco. She loves it!
I came back to California to a son who was thinner than when I left. My husband said they were eating a lot and he didn't notice. I knew my husband was telling the truth because my husband's belly was a lot bigger! As we went out to eat I noticed my son was now eating salads and my husband was eating a lot of rich foods!!
I had the therapist weigh my son - he lost 6.5 pounds since I left!! They told him and he was shocked. Today the nutritionist told him he can only have salad if it's in a wrap! He needs to eat 3500 cals per day! He doesn't know it, but I am tracking what he eats in my SparkPeople food tracker. He ate a lot today and drank beer and only ended up eating 2175 cals prox! I think OT may actually be harder to eat more cals than cut them out!! I am going to have to start going to an icecream shop! I am getting a gut too! The wrong people are gaining weight!!
After seeing so many anorexics I am not interested in diets anymore. Vi have decided I am more healthy than really thin people!!
Other news is I almost lost my best friend Monday. She was at the finish line during the whole Boston marathon. I was supposed to be there with her, cheering her husband on. Since it was my turn to be with my son in California I didn't go. My BFF was texting my minute by minute updates. It was so exciting hearing where her husband was. Then I get a text "bomb". At the same time ABCnews sends a text that a bomb went off at the Boston marathon. I knew my BFF was on because she texted me but we couldn't get in touch with eachother's for an hour. I didn't know if her husband was ok. She finally called me, crying hysterically. Her husband came in at 4:06. She didn't see him come in. Two minutes later she got a text that he had finished. She left to go find him. She walked around the corner and the first bomb went off.
She said it was so traumatizing and like a war zone. They ran and got on the subway to Cambridge - where their hotel was.
I can't begin to imagine what everyone was thinking. I have stood at the finish line waiting for my mom and son at least 50 times - I never though about a terrorist. I guess I will pay a lot more attention for now on.
So, tomorrow is Thursday and I already feel like I went through an entire year this week. All I can do is keep the faith that there is a reason for everything and it will all work out.
I have been very busy! I only got two runs in last week. I did get into PT twice. I did get lots of walks in with Roxy and have been eating right. I had an eval Friday and my strength and flexibility measurements have improved considerably.
Friday I head back to California for two weeks. I am taking Roxy with me this time. My husband rented an apartment for us so we will be out of my brother's way. We are going to use aerobeds and a folding table and chairs to eat at. It's going to be quite primitive but it will work. The complex has a fitness center, pool and lots of activities. It is pet friendly so Roxy should be happy. My son still wants to live out there. This should give him the opportunity to start making friends. We rented it for three months so we will see what happens.
My son is getting neurotherapy 4 days per week. He sits in front of a computer screen for two hours per day with a one hour break in between. He presses a button whenever he sees a blue light while electrodes are attached to his head. Sounds pretty boring but he is doing it. He now has one week done - 9 to go. I pray that he doesn't give up. He also sees a therapist once per week. I asked my husband to change that to 3 times per week. He will also start seeing a nutritionist this week. I want to make sure he understands how important this all is to his body.
My husband will fly home next Monday so we can have the weekend together. We are planning to go to Temecula on a wine tasting tour. We talk and text throughout the day. I have crammed a month of work (home and business) into two weeks! I have been going nonstop. I spent Saturday pouring through all the medical bills and insurance claims. I wrote them all on a spread sheet and paid all that were through the whole insurance process. I am so thankful that I chose the lower deductible! My son's first hospital visit took care of it. Today I am working on stuff for our mortgage refinance. We started it right before we knew we would be going back and forth to California. Bad timing! When I get back to California I won't have much to do so I will have more time to run and work out. It's strange going from one extreme to the other.
I thank God that we have the means to be able to do all of this!
I managed to get to PT yesterday. I have three left - will be done next Thursday. I run almost everyday. I am on a training plan for the Delaware HM in mid May. My hips feel a lot looser when I run and my leg doesn't hurt anymore. My knee pinches a little. I definitely have improved. It is so good to be running again!!
My son really liked the therapist. He admitted to purging at the first session! He is going to do neurotherapy for the next ten weeks. He goes five days a week. My husband and I are going to take turns going out two weeks at a time. We will overlap so we see eachother. After a month, we will see how my son is doing - we may see how he does on his own for a week. He thinks he is ok to do it by himself now but we aren't comfortable with it. My brother is out there, but he is going through his own stuff with his divorce so we are not throwing this at him.
I am getting caught up and then moving ahead at work before I head back out to California next Friday. Today I get my hair done and am seeing a therapist in the afternoon to help me help my son and make sure I don't get PTSD from this nightmare! This weekend I am going to clean my house. It doesn't need much but I always find it destressing to clean and dusting hasn't been done in a three weeks.
I am also planning on getting outside and running 6.5 miles this weekend.
My husband flew in to San Diego Friday. We went sight seeing Saturday and Sunday. My son uses a template to make sure he was eating all the food groups for breakfast, lunch and dinner and two food groups for his three snacks. He is loving the nutrition side of it and is eating very well. This morning he actually ordered an egg white omelet with broccoli, feta cheese, spinach and onion with an English muffin and fresh fruit cup!
He still doesn't want to go to the 10 hr day treatment center for eating disorders. He wants to go to a therapist 1 on 1. We found a place that does neurotherapy. My husband is going to take my son to check it out tomorrow. (I came home to Maryland tonight).
My husband took my son to get blood work today to make sure his body chemistry was on track. He said my son now weighs 133 lbs!! He is up 29 lbs in a week and a half! My husband said my son kept eating good after he saw that weight. Yayyyy! My son is supposed to weigh 149 lbs. I told my husband it is his turn to keep it going in that direction.
I am welcoming this break. I have never gone through anything like that before and never want to again. Every one in the hospital kept remarking on how strong I was. But, I really wasn't. I had to put up a front to get him through it. Have you ever read Footprints In The Sand? Jesus was carrying me through. Wednesday I am going to meet with a Eating Disorder therapist for parents. I don't want to end up with PTSD or a breakdown.
Anyway, I have my Roxy back and I am going to enjoy this positive moment in time.
Thanks again for all of your prayers and support. It has helped my family tremendously.
Yesterday did not end well. My brother and I went to pick my son up at 7 PM. My son flew out the door and said he wasn't going back. He said people in the group had serious issues. One girl was talking about killing herself, another talked about sexual abuse and another about drinking alcohol and taking sleeping pills.
He had his phone out on the way home to my brothers trying to book a flight back to Maryland. After 1/2 hour we got him calmed down enough to talk. We got him to agree to go to a psychiatrist who specializes in eating disorders - waiting for her call back now. He was originally supposed to go to her first. We are hoping she can get him to go back.
The place he was at didn't warn me ahead of time. I called his main therapist there (he only saw for the first time yesterday). She said she didn't know. She said some people shared things in group yesterday that normally weren't shared. My son said all the staff was nice but he didn't like group. He also said he was bored. He brought home a workbook. I am going to see if I can start getting him to do it. I have to wonder if his feelings about gaining weight fall into this decision. I am not sure because we went out to eat after all this happened and he had two rolls with butter, mussels, cheese and fruit.
So, needless to say, I am back to very little sleep. I feel sick to my stomach and my nerves are on high alert again.