eating disorder
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According to the sign – I hope it’s readable. It was when I took the picture. – a Village Ordinary was a place for horse-n-buggy travelers to find a fixed price bed and meal. They were located at a convenient 15 mile intervals (remember, we’re talking Mr. Ed as the main means to move), provided… Read more
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If you’re around me long enough, you’ll figure out that I pin a lot of stuff on culture – particularly how men and women are treated, raised, and referred to. I know society isn’t to blame for all of our ills, it is a significant contributing factor that’s slow to change. Let’s start with some… Read more
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Of course, Ed probably will never just walk into a bar. He’s (She? Why be sexist?) is invited, welcomed, and is probably considered a relief. It’s something that, theoretically, understands, supports, and is always present. Still, just like a bad boyfriend or girlfriend, Ed is patient, controlling, and selfish. The disease likes to prey on… Read more
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I’ve learned something today – Starbucks Cinnamon Dolce Latte is not my cup of latte. Nor, to add salted caramel to the wound, Salted Caramel is not my cup of frappuccino either. I’m highly disappointed. At the House, Starbucks seems to be a ruling favorite. It was an extra special treat that was coveted by… Read more
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Doctors up today: Shrink (again. Went yesterday – he’s on vacation next week, so going back today) Dietitian – I need to write the food journal thingy before I forget. Returning to work – adjuncting (is that a verb?) has been on my mind a lot for the past couple of days. I’ve started exchanging emails… Read more
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The weekly parade of doctors continues. Up today: – Shrink – Osteoporosis Doc Yesterday, I received an official inquiry from a college to resume my old role — adjuncting. (For those who don’t know, an adjunct are the disposables of the college world. We’re good enough to teach classes because of our master degrees, not… Read more
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For personal reference, I mentally refer to the 11-week anorexia program as the House. Think of it like this – out of the 11 weeks, I was unable to leave on outings or even join in the reindeer games on the back porch for about 9. I was limited to a cheap blue wheelchair. The left… Read more
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The first week of being back into the ‘real world’ is coming to an end on Tuesday. This week marks how I will live my next several months – if not years. Up today: Primary care doc Dietitian – The primary care will, hopefully, get my thyroid back into balance. It was perfect before the… Read more
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