I couldn't sleep, I kept pacing around my room, the stupid fat nurse who is supposed to watch me fell asleep.
At least I can slightly exercise to the ability of my weak "fragile" body. The tube in my nose and throat angers me. I know how to remove it, I smile to myself as I begin to do so.
It's kind of pointless considering I understand the consequences of what'll happen when the nurse finally awakes and see the tube is removed but at this point, I do not care.
Stupid, they really think I'm gonna let them fatten me up so I can be gross and disgusting.
I begin to speed up my pace and decide to add in some leg lifts and lunges, but eventually it gets too much and my body drops and I lose consciousness
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When I awake I'm back in the surgical room,
Riley (the nurse I met on one of my first days), Taylor and another nurse who's tall, brunette hair with bangs and glasses whom I'd never met before.
"Hello darling, I'm Dr Reynolds , I'm a qualified dietician and also am trained in working with clients diagnosed with eating disorders." The brunette says.
I notice something while she is speaking and it's the word hope along her collar bone, but the O is a sign; one I actually recognize. The eating disorder recovery sign.
"I'm cadence" I reply, for some reason I actually like this Dr, clearly she understands...
"Now I want you to please begin treatment with me and I have already received consent from your parents, now all I need is your consent to begin treatment with you which will include, medication reveiw, daily observations which will include weigh ins, a meal plan, an NG tube until you have gained a healthy amount of weight, one on one counselling with me, and a one on one nurse who will be miss Riley who will monitor your meals and you during the day, and miss Taylor will continue group and counselling with you"
I nod "Okay..." reluctantly I say
She smiles
"Can I ask something?" I ask
"Go head" she smiles
"Is your tattoo for Eating disorder Recovery? "
She softly smiles again
"Yes it is, now I am not allowed to talk about this but I think you should know throughout my whole teenage years up until my 21st i had a terrible battle with Anorexia Nervosa and it wasnt until i actually almost died and my little sister sat at my death bed telling me she didn't want to lose me that I began to willingly engage in therapy and treatment, thus why I am doing the work I am doing now"
I stared at her in envy
"Wow" is all I can say
//A/N yoooo it's 12:50 am and I decided y'all deserve another chapter, love to you all hope I still have fans of this out there also can't believe how many reAds I've had now. Love Lisa ♡//
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FanfictieEight adolescents are hospitalised and admitted into Friars Hospital for the Mentally Ill. This is their journey, their struggles and their story throughout their stay in hospital. Copyright2015 SenpieMikey (Now toxicfairyprincess) Wattpad©
