Lethal Light

Here we go. Psychosocial. Research. Physical Exam. The three mandatory components of the Eating Disorders Assessment. Anxious and depressed, I walked into the elevator of the hospital. Level 4. The small, old cube moved up slowly, floor by floor. Ding and out. I walked into the assessment office, where the team met me for the first time. Questions? Answers. Hesitation. Break. Into the exam room of an internist, an expert and guru of eating disorders: let the truth unravel. After thorough exam of my whole body, a diagnosis was made: Anorexia Nervosa, restrictive subtype. The sinister ring of Anorexia echoed in my head. That was when the bomb dropped. Silence.