Whatever

So I go to see the nutritionist yesterday. What a bitch. First of all, they made me do a blind weight. That pissed me off. The nurse who did my blind weight said that the nutritionist would tell me what it was. The nutritionist told me that it's a policy there that they don't tell anyone their weight. Everyone is weighed using 'blind weight'. How stupid. It's because they don't want you to concentrate on numbers (meaning what your weight was). Um, excuse me, but, 'blind weighing' me is only going to make me obsess about it more. I hate this word, but-fucking DUH! I'm thinking of calling them and telling them that I don't want to come back and that I'm not coming back. I am required to have weekly weigh checks at my doctor's office. How ridiculous. I didn't know it involved that. The nutritionist said my weight has dropped significantly since I left Four Winds and that if it drops any lower she wants me in inpatient. No thanks. You can kiss my ass. Luckily, she can't make me do inpatient. I told her that my weight was not at a dangerous level and that I had weighed myself this morning. She asked me what I considered a dangerous level and I told her that the research says people are diagnosed with Anorexia when they are 15% below their ideal body weight, which would make me 86lbs and I've never weighed 86lbs. She insisted my weight was at a dangerous level because anything below 100lbs for my height is a dangerous level. Well, I'm not willing to go OVER 99lbs, so bite me!