it's heart wrenching. i'm an introvert but in general my life goes in the crapper when Wendy's not around. so far i'm ok but i'm anxious and worried for my love.
i've taken her to the hospital in the past. it tears me apart. i can't stand the place. years ago she had a cyst on an ovary and i sat alongside while she writhed. there were times where the depression was too much to bear, times where the pain from migraines required her to seek relief from pharmaceutical solutions you could only get while admitted to the hospital.
then there's this time. this issue. this isn't the first time that this issue has caused problems for her.
Wendy has struggled with chronic pain for most of the time that i've known her ... 20 years or so now. one of the treatments to deal with this has been to exercise. exercise will release endorphins and that'll help with her pain issues. Wendy is compulsive, strong, honest and when she commits to something she's all in.
so Wendy exercised. a lot.
i know you have a picture of what a lot is but let me tell you, you're not thinking of enough of "a lot". so the treatment for chronic pain caused a lot of exercise, that wrought havoc on the size of my love's body and that in turn triggered an old eating disorder.
so now she's in the hospital to treat an eating disorder.
i love her. i trust her. i believe in her. i support her best i know how.
i also have not got a clue how to help.