Thursday, 14 August 2014

Hell hath no fury like a mother faced with dangerous ignorance in the medical profession...

If you could have seen me 40 minutes ago, storming into the GPs' surgery, demanding to see the senior partner and demanding that a locum be removed for his (at best) appalling and (at worst) lethally dangerous ignorance of anything to do with eating disorders and mental health... The sheer self-control as I waited in the waiting room to see the senior partner... counting from 100 down to 1... and again... no crying, Bev, PLEASE....

PART SEVEN of the notes I was making as my son hurtled into anorexia in 2009/10...

By the beginning of 2010, my son's anorexia was getting worse and we still didn't have a date for treatment. Ben was changing in fro...