"Below 100 is not good."

I'm sliding back into protective mode.  I got back up to 100 and was trying really hard to be okay with it, but wasn't and started losing again.  And now I'm being asked, as summer approaches, to get help (again).  I hate saying it, but I don't want to.  I have to see Dr. M in the next couple weeks and I'm currently ten pounds lighter than I was the last time she saw me.  That should be a lovely visit.

I've been getting shaky and dizzy most days for a while now and yesterday I had some chest pains.  I think it was more from the anxiety of testing than anything else but it made me wonder... what would it take to scare me enough to want to get better?  I'm 28 years old and about to turn 29.  I feel so ridiculous to be struggling with this issue, but I just can't seem to let it go.  I would hate for it to take a heart attack to make it all real...