Thursday, March 28, 2013
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.