Aftermath of binge eating (without vomiting), what happens?

I can only speak for myself.  If you think EVERYONE who binge eats and does not vomit up what they have eaten (either because they choose not to or because they have tried but are unable to do so) just casually goes about their lives afterward, or goes out jogging to “get rid of the calories,” you’re dead wrong.

I can only speak for myself.  I’ve been suffering with this for three and a half decades.  I’m far too sick afterward to resume normal life as if nothing happened.  I’m completely PHYSICALLY disabled afterward, and it’s been like this for decades.  That’s my life, as it is.  No, I can’t go out happily jogging.

It’s now been maybe a day and a half since the binge.  I’m still in a great deal of physical pain.  I’ve got a lot of swelling all over my body.

I guess it was an hour or two ago I had massive diarrhea two or three times.  I was also bleeding from my rear end.  It wasn’t internal bleeding, but just on the surface from irritation.  I felt tingly all over after I went to the bathroom.  I knew this meant I was dehydrated.  I’m familiar with that dehydrated tingly feeling.  Sometimes, when I’ve felt that way, I’ve immediately fainted, even right on the toilet or in the bathroom trying to get up.

I still feel tingly like that.  But never mind, no one listens to me.

I took Puzzle out.  Why?  Because she had to go out.  She had to go potty. She has to survive, too.  She needs exercise.  We did our thing.

I am sore all over my entire abdominal area, from where my pubic area starts all the way up to where my heart is.  The whole thing is tender and sore, not only if I touch it but continually.

If I were going to pass out, I think Puzzle would tell me first.  So that way, I could at least be lying down.

I hope to feel better later.

Last night, I was holding Puzzle to my tummy.  It was all I could do.  I was in so much pain.  She often lies on top of my feet, ankles, and calves, and I think she does this to keep the edema from accumulating.  It works quite well.  All last summer, while I was in a state of severe starvation, she lay very close to my heart, and the two of us, alone together, kept it beating.


7 thoughts on “Aftermath of binge eating (without vomiting), what happens?”

  1. I for one cannot move after a binge and need to just retire to bed and hope that it will be ok the next day. I usually wake up feeling sick but have not experienced what you have described here.

    Do you listen to podcasts? There is one I can recommend that you may find helpful or useful.

    1. Yeah, I hear ya. It is really socially isolating because no one can work or function or attend school like this. I was so incapacitated by it that I had to go on disability. I believe binge eating is far more difficult to treat than the so-called “experts” claim. I also believe the suicide toll is far higher than statistics are reporting. When a person’s stomach ruptures, it goes unnoticed and an autopsy won’t be done usually unless it’s a “suspicious death.” I’ll bet so many binge eating-related deaths are happening…it breaks my heart. I don’t want one more kid to die. If you could send the lnk I’d appreciate it. Julie

        1. Problem is, they assume it’s the same for all of us. For instance, I had a therapist who refused to believe I didn’t throw up. She accused me of lying and she became quite manipulative. I also ran into bad luck during my “care” with her when I was hospitalized in a general hospital and the room I was in had a quirky ventilation system…for whatever reason, something was wrong and the room reeked of vomit! The psych ward staff blamed me for the horrible room odor. I’m sure the odor lingered long after I was discharged, and the psych unit staff realized they should never have accused me. However, the unit doc reported this to my outside therapist. She was the worst. She tried to fit me into a stereotype. When I told her I was a runner, she immediately assumed I overexercised, and tried to stop me from running, too. I think that’s the main problem with these therapists that assume we are all alike. I didn’t learn my eating disorder in “ED 101” and I got mine in 1980…she was too young to remember Karen Carpenter anyway.

        2. I think it depends on where you live and the individual health care professional. The good ones will take you seriously. And treat you individually. Sometimes they are the ones who have battled something similar or an addiction. We need more down to earth health care professionals in western countries

        3. Strongly agree! When I’ve been stuck in psych wards I’ve been able to relate well to certain staff that have revealed to me that they were alcoholics. Over the years, this has happened a number of times, that a staff person, out of the blue, opened their heart to me in this way. These were folks from up and down the spectrum of roles, that is, not just “counselors,” but other roles. Just people who would pop in on me. Of course, fellow patients. I myself am not an alcoholic but I love these people dearly and I have no clue why. I am drawn to them. I feel that even though they weren’t supposed to tell me, that maybe it was a “boundary problem,” the fact that they opened their hearts to me…this in fact was in many ways a turning point in my care, and without this human touch, I would never have made it. So much for the way that now, in 2013, they are so afraid of “liability.”

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