I got some incredibly empowering, good news today. Should I put on a great deal of weight further (at my lowest I was 6 and a half stones, now nearly 8 and a half, and they want between nine and ten stones ANYWAY), I may see osteoblastic recovery in almost 60% of my skeleton - the way it works is that the more pressure exerted on your bones, the more impact they feel and the more the osteoblasts recover the bone. So the lighter you get, the less they work, the more your bones degrade - vicious cycle.
Sadly it also means:
A) Over 40% of my skeleton including lumbar, pelvis and upper femurs will never fully recover,
And
B), I have been put on yet another 2500-3500 calorie diet MINIMUM. I am ripping jeans left, right, and centre, but this is for a purpose greater than I should regard any meaning in.
If I have any hope of recovering ANY of my bones from complete dismantling and an early death thanks to this stupid disease, I need to suck it up, get to a BMI of 20 from 18.3-18.4, and understand that if I need to carry a bit extra, it's worth any judgement, heartache or lack of control. I must keep going, because I'm not even thirty yet, and nobody wants to die in their thirties from anorexic-exacerbated complete skeletal degeneration. Hardly glamorous!
So chins up! Fight on! I am here in the same rank, our arms are locked, let's kick some booty!