She has my daughter on a gurney, sweatshirt off, hooked up to the EKG machine, within minutes. Kitty trembles in the hospital air-conditioning , goose bumps rising along arms so thin they look like Popsicle sticks. She clutches my hand, the sharp bones of her fingers leaving bruises, as the nurse applies goo and deftly arranges the sensors across her chest.”
“Don’t leave me,” she says, and I promise. They’ll have to handcuff me to get out of the room this time.”
Kitty’s mother also took her to tour an institution that can help her with the eating disorder, but they felt that Kitty being away wouldn’t help Kitty condition.
Kitty’s Mother and Father wondered what made her become anorexic. Her Mother became more interested about the topic anorexia, so she started reading books so she can know how to help her daughter, Kitty. She also visited this group for teens with eating disorders and she met two girls and they describe why they became anorexic.
“What’s it really like?” I ask. “What does it feel like?”
“Sarah swings one foot, considering. “It’s like having an angel sitting on one shoulder and a devil sitting on the other shoulder,” she says