Oh my goodness, it feels like an age since I've been able to catch up with the fred two days
There's new people and everything!
Where to start? I think I'm in shock - mildly - but proper actual shock. I feel very traumatized at what's been done to my pfb, and it's very difficult to get the images of the fateful night from my head, if I'm not constantly busy. His facial wound, the state he was in, the treatment he needed will stay with me for life. His swollen face the day after, the things he's said since. Heartbreaking. Thanks so much for bearing witness with me. It's fantastic to feel so 'carried' by all of you.
I want to say excellent thanks for all the love and kind thoughts from all the peeps. How amazing.
The boy child is mending physically. I've been round to the squalid chaotic piss stinking flat three times a day to just kinda 'pop by' and whilst I'm here try to remove as many fetid items as possible to avert him contracting a superbug in his wound
I've been ignoring most of the shit spouted by my mother "don't give him paracetamols, you'll destroy his gut bacteria" because after the three days staying up taking class a drugs and valium, flipping out and losing the plot, plus getting one half of a chelsea smile, and it's his gut bacteria that's my pressing concern
I've had some serious conversations with my boy regarding his life choices. He's still smoking weed and drinking lambrusco the day after, but fuck, I've had to reign in any expectations. He seemed sentient and coherent.
I've said I think he should leave the chaos of the flat (a whole other thread hijack) and that I'll help him to get into his own place. I'm thinking supported accommodation of some description, and have had some brilliant conversations with the young persons housing team, and they've assigned a social worker to come out to see him at 'home' (hopefully tomorrow) and do an assessment on his needs with me present...
He seems up for this - although he said to me he didn't see it happening. When I asked him why, he answered "cos it would be too good to be true" My bloody heart broke.
I fucking despise my mothers actions/behaviour 
She is against him going. She came in to announce she didn't want him to become 'a victim of society'
I thanked her for her opinion
wanted to claw hammer her in the face
Helping him to escape that chaotic squalid dysfunctional way of life is my highest priority. Thank fuck I'm supported in rl by excellent friends and fantastic amazing dp, as well as my virtual vipers 
Now, for thread developments. whoosh I'm applaud whole heartedly the name change 
breastfeeding a five month old? Can't remember who said that and am not super posting tonight, but I remember from my peer counsellor days, that around six months they have a big growth spurt and can start night waking/feeding like they grew from your nipple and are stuck there. It should pass...
Food confessions
Having survived the entire crisis without straying from the path one whit, (even turned down tea from the nurses in the hospital!) I made the mistake of getting onto the scales yesterday. I'm a pound heavier. I have managed to some how gain weight on bootcamp, whilst doggedly abiding by all the rules [bush]

Tonight, I have had a foray into the land of the carby twat. I ate a mini bar of g&b butterscotch, followed by a bag of lindt mini eggs with a cup of milky tea (which I have eschewed all bc)
Humph. I also suspect I have not drunk 4ls of water today. Back on the plan tomorrow.
Can I say again how grateful I am for you all 