I’ve had pretty bad UTIs before, so I assumed that was what was happening. That coupled with the intensity of the pain led me to ask my boyfriend, who was getting more nervous by the second, to take me to an emergency clinic.
My Latest Trip To The Hospital Made Me Realize I Had No Emergency Contact Person -- And That I Need To Reach Out To My Friends More
As I sat in the waiting room filling out paperwork my anxiety skyrocketed when I got to the section that asked for an emergency contact.
It had been years since I had binged and purged, yet there were the effects of four years of bulimia sitting right there in my palm, bringing flashbacks of vomit on hands from years prior.