"Skylar... Skylar... Skylar... Wake up hun."
"Where am I? Who are you?" I looked down at my hands and saw the restraints and started to struggle.
"It's okay. Relax. My name is Rodney. Im a nurse here at Hope Treatment Center."
"Why am I here? How did I get here? Treatment for what?" I was so scared and so lost, I started to cried.
Nurse Rodney put her hand on my shoulder "Don't worry child. Relax. Your brother brought you here to be treated for your eating disorder."
"My brother? Do my parents know I'm here? They are gonna be so angry with me. They are gonna be angry at him and its my fault!" I cried.
"Your brother is going to be fine. You will be able to see him in just one week if you follow all the rules and try to get better. Now if you can calm down I can let these restraints off of you. How does that sound?" she smiled at me. She wiped my tears and let the restraints off. "How are you feeling?"
"I am okay."
"Good let's get you moved into your room. Follow me."
Nurse Rodney walked me down a hallway to a room. My suitcase was there ready for me to unpack. My brother must have packed it for me. The room had two twin sized beds, two dressers and two desks. Inside the room was a girl. She was on the heavy side of the scale if you know what I mean. She walked over and stuck her hand out. "Hello there" she said "My name is Talia. You must be Skylar right?"
"Hi." I said back.
"So what are you in for?"
"Anorexia. You?" I asked but I was sure I knew.
"Compulsive overeater. I don't know how you anorexics do it. Anyways, have you seen the doctor yet? He's gonna want to see you soon to get your records started. I'll take you there if you want."
"Sure thank you." We walked to the doctors office as she showed me around the ward. To be completely honest, I was so terrified to see the doctor. I knew he would want to see my weight and I knew that I was not going to be happy with it. As I sat waiting for the doctor to arrive, I started to feel really nervous. The last time I had went to see a doctor I weighed 110lbs and I can remember the disgusted feeling I had for myself. I haven't weighed myself in a couple days and I do not want to see my weight go up. The more I thought about it the more worried I became.
"Good evening. You must be Skylar Payne. Please come on in we have a lot to cover." the doctor said. I walked into his office. "So Skylar do you know why you are here?"
"Because I have an eating disorder."
"Yes you are anorexic and you have a very low weight for your height. 94lbs is not normal for a girl with your height and age and it is dangerous for you..." He continued talking about the dangers of not eating is. "We have come up with a plan to get you back to health and hopefully keep you that way. Your meal plan menus will be brought to you by Nurse Rodney whom you have met. Stick to the plan and no more calories will be added. You want to get better right?"
"Yes."
"Good you are dismissed. See you at the group therapy session at 7pm in the lounge area."
I know my brother wants to help me but I don't know that I am ready. I mean I have lived this way for a long time and I don't like living this way, fearing calories, but it is something I'm not sure I'm ready to let go of. I have to try for my brother. He needs me and I don't want to disappoint him. I walked back to my room, unpacked, and took a nap.
