My layman's theory is they've given her a non-therapeutic dose just to get her to stfu and get out of the ER. Casual googling shows that 15mg is a dose that's even given to cats. The average cat is 10lbs, so 1/36th of her size. If she googles, she'll find that the starting dose is in fact 15mg for humans. She tends to forget that she's the size of three humans, or 36 cats.Yeah, Mirtazipine (and a few other drugs) is viewed like Satan's projectile diarrhea in pill form in most ED communities. It's kind of fucked up, reaching for help with all of the anxiety, restlessness, depression, insomnia, compulsions, etc. when in the grip of AN/BN/EDNOS, already feeling vulnerable, distrustful and experiencing all of the fun brain stuff related to a low BMI, just to be pushed a pill that makes you ravenously hungry, lose all control and gain lbs like crazy in the midst of a brain fog with no warning about any of those side effects (which is actually the real goal). Yeah, no way that could go wrong, it's not going to, like you know, accentuate any preexisting paranoia and make said person never seek medical advice and help again, like our Lich queen for example.
Though the above is at least logical in the practical sense I still have NO fucking idea why anobody would think this is a good idea for Flobby McFatty. There are way more appropriate drug treatments for someone in her dire state. Any theories from someone in the pharma/med field?
Edit: No one's commented about the non-date yet. She'd been bragging about a date tonight with Malan. No doubt to try to convince the audience that their relationship is perfectly fine after the blatant omission of him from her list of rocks yesterday and fairly obvious post-fight breakdown the other day. She posted her hideous makeup look to IG and mentioned the date earlier today in her livestreams.
Cut to dinnertime and she's live on YouTube in her (6X) nightgown, eyeshadow sloppily pawed off, and eating take-out. @9:20
Cuntal: We decided to just stay in. Raincheck. Right, babe?
Cuntal: (Nastily) Raincheck?
Cuntal: (Whispers) He doesn't hear me.
Cuntal: Yeah, raincheck.
Cuntal: (side eye) HAH!