Hospital Last Night

So last night, I decided it was probably best if I went to the hospital since I was still feeling like shit. Turns out, I have [ drum roll please] strep throat and severe dehydration!

Im actually glad I have strep throat and its not something more serious. I shouldve realized it sooner, since I ALWAYS get strep.

It took me forever to convince my mom to take me, and when I was there I decided it would only help me if I was completely honest [had to take your advice, mad bird. hugs and kisses to all of you.] and when he asked me what I ate today, I told him exactly, and when he asked what I ate the day before, I told him nothing. When he asked me why, I told him simply because I hate food. He talked to my mom for a while afterward, and I have no idea what they talked about. She didnt say anything to me about it, and didnt seem upset or anything so maybe he just told her to keep an eye on my eating like most doctors.

I got to get a needle shoved up my arm to get water in me, and when we went to the grocery store afterward, I was sure to stock up on gatorade [fucked up electrolytes are the main reason why people find bulimics dead hunched over a toilet. that and organ failure.] and some soups and shit.

I think its hilarious that I was so dehydrated, when Ive been downing bottles and bottles of water these past few days. It just goes to show how much water we really need.

My weight this morning was 127.

Im trying to not let it bother me since its all probably water weight [I hope I hope I hope].


I really dont want to eat today. In fact, I thought I might burst into tears when I woke up and realized that I cant fast because it would only cause more body issues.

This strep throat couldnt have come at a worse time. My birthday is tomorrow, and I'm going to be fat for it.

Thank you guys for your concern. Its good to have at least somebody care about whether or not I end up dead.



XOXO Sophia Ruins <3