Hi all. Thanks @lougle for the wine suggestion. I took that as a green light and embraced it with fervour. Feeling someone thirsty today though....
So things aren't going very well in hospital. She now has two people observing her. Quite a a bit of breakfast was spilt, and replaced, and she's still trying to eat with her hands and pull the food out of her mouth.
Lunch today was a roast chicken breast, roast potatoes and brocolli. I had the cheesy pasta which was actually quite delicious!
She was still dropping a lot of food and eating with her fingers. She didn't finish it all, and when they gave her the pudding (a bowl of yoghurt and a pretty full o ne). She started to cry and threw the spoon away and stuck her fingers in it. The time ran out so she had to have the meal replacement drink. I left at that point so that DH could come in - the ED was in full force not looking at me, flinching at my touch and telling me to go away.
Other than that, I did her nails and we had a lovely chat. But I have accepted she isn't capable of resisting the ED at the moment, keeps telling me I told her she was weak and she isn't strong (whereas she is bloody strong). I can't see her coming home after five days. She looks like she's lost even more weight.
The staff there are absolultely lovely. I took them a batch of home made muffins which probably didn't hurt either, but they are so compassionate and caring.
I had hoped this might be a catalyst but I think she's too far gone to resist the ED at this stage. Re-nourishing her brain is the only way we can get her there. I am dreading her coming home, I don't have the NG tube to use as leverage, I can just see a revolving door of refusal and back to hospital.
OTOH the CAMHS psych is apparently reviewing meds on Tuesday (when the Schoen psych was going to do it) and they are considering an anti psychotic too, one that I hadn't heard of so not haliperidol or olanzapine. I am praying to every deity I've ever heard from that it might help.
@Bettybarkalot123 I would escalate your concerns. When DD was first diagnosed she was 80.44 (those halcyon days....) and I argued her back to school. It was totally the right thing to do as when at home she just lay on her bed like a zombie. And they can't stop you anyway actually. Can you get your GP involved? At school she put on 4.5 kg over 6 weeks. Then the holidays struck and it all went Pete Tong.