On a personal note.
One
day in my daughter’s last year of junior high, she came home from school and
she said, “Mom I am getting fat.”
“What!?”
was my first response because she is X-small in size. I stopped what I was
doing and looked at her. At that moment she looked smaller than X-small. “Why
did you say that you are getting fat?” I asked.
“When
I look in the mirror I see how fat I am.”
“You
are not fat,” I said, but I was concerned and I decided to pay attention to
her. That day I had cooked one of her favorite meals —stew chicken, red beans,
basmati rice and salad. When I dished out her food she looked at it and frowned
as she said, “I am not hungry.”
“What
did you eat?”
“The
bagel and cream cheese I took to school for lunch.”
“It
is now 4:00 o’clock so lunch was 5 hours ago.”
“Mom,
I am not hungry!”
“You
are going to eat some of the food that is on the table so sit and eat.”
She
sat down and I did as well. I watch my daughter pick up the fork and struggle
to eat the food. It hurt to see the moments when she was acting as though she
was going to vomit. I would tell her to stop and take deep breaths. She ate
four forks filled with food and then I told her to stop, but I watched her all
evening, making sure she did not go to the bathroom to vomit. Later that night
I made her a cup of hot chocolate and I gave her 6 Crix biscuits with cheese,
which is another of her favorite meal, but it was a struggle for her to eat.
She drank half of the hot chocolate and ate three Crix biscuits with cheese.
Again I kept an eye on her all night, even when she was sleeping. I was upset
with myself because I did not notice that this was going on with her. The next
morning we went to the doctor. When the doctor weighed her she had lost 12
pounds from the last time she was at the office. The doctor asked her what was
going on. I listened to my daughter try to convince her doctor that she was
fat.
“You
have been coming to me since you were a baby and you have never been fat,” Her
doctor said, then she gave her a real good talk and the final thing she said to
her was, “I am giving you one month to put on 5 pounds. If you don’t, I am
going to admit you to the hospital. That was the turning point. She is still
small in size, but eating is not a problem anymore. Pay attention to your
daughters and sons…
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