From The Belly Diaires, Thurs, July 22, 2010
No I still didn't scan in those ultrasound photos yet, which I was going to include in this post. But maybe once I explain my day so far you'll forgive me.
I had my 36 exam today, which followed my 36 week ultrasound yesterday.
First of all, I want to say that since changing doctors it's taken me several appointments to guage exactly how long it takes me to get there. I've been late a few times because I always forget to factor in two things:
1) That it always always ALWAYS takes longer to go anywhere with Preston.
and 2) I can never find parking close to the door and end up walking quite a ways (and walking while 9 mo pregnant means slow, as well as walking with a 2 year old).
Today I was proud of myself. I was there 5 minutes early.
Okay granted I did not have Preston with me today for the appointment, but I DID have to get him ready, into the car, and dropped off with Will so they could do errands during my appointment.
This doctor office is usually (from my experience so far) pretty on time. I've had about 4 appointments there so far and I've never had to wait. And they get pretty annoyed when I'm late.
But today of course, the one day that I am super on time, my doctor isn't.
After the nurse weighed me and took my blood pressure (122/68), she had me get undressed from the waist down and put a sheet over me while I waited for the doctor to come in.I looked at the clock when she left the room and it said 11:15.
11:48....I'm getting so annoyed, I want to fall asleep, the room is stiffling hot and I'm having to fan myself with paper. My naked skin is seriously stuck to the exam table paper because I'm sweating so profusely.
11:55...Ok, now not only am I HOT, but I can't lean back. There's nothing to lean back against. It's a flat table. I've been sitting here propped up by my arms for almost 45 minutes and my wrists are killing me and my back is getting twisted and sore. I sooooo just want to hop down off this exam table and go sit on the chair on the other side of the room....but I'm so hot that all the tissue is stuck to my bum and what if right as I'm hopping off the table someone comes into the room and I have my bare naked bum just flashing them as the first thing they see when they walk in as I'm trying to dash across the room.
She comes into the room. FORTY FIVE MINUTES of me sitting there.
The dumbest lamest part was I had gotten excited thinking I was getting a pelvic exam today. NOPE. My lame-o appointment was seriously about 3 min long. All she did was a quick qtip swabbee to check for Strep-B and that was it. Didn't measure me, didn't check baby's heart beat, no pelvic exam. NOTHING.
I asked her if she was doing a pelvic exam today, and she said "Oh no I won't do that until next week at your 37 week appointment. As long as you aren't having any labor symptoms, I don't need to check down there until then."
She looked over my ultrasound results from yesterday and said the baby was measuring fantastic for a VBAC and would probably be around 8 pounds.
And then with a "Do you have any questions for me?" she was done.
I was so hot, tired, irritated that I pretty much forgot any questions I was planning to ask. Of course after she left and I got dressed and walked out to the reception area, it hit me that she didn't do any sort of measurements today. So I walked back and asked her nurse about it. The nurse found the dr to ask, and came back and said since I had all the measurements and heartrate taken at the ultrasound yesterday it was not necessary to do it today.
Yeah but what if my baby needed to have his heartrate checked today? Okay really I knew he didn't because he's been squirming around all morning so I knew the little guy was alive and active. But she didn't know that.
What a waste of an appointment.THEN I had to stop at the store on the way home (with Preston in the car with me). I had to lift him in/out of carseat 4 times due to all the stuff in the backseat from Costco (that my loving husband was so kind to go and pick up for me during my dr appointment because he knows I'm like totally physically (and probably emotionally) incapable of shopping at Costco right now).
Then had to carry 2 loads of groceries up the stairs, lift Preston into his crib for his nap as well as change him.
My back is screaming at me.
Baby is so low he is pinching any and all possible nerves in my pelvic region.
I have to pee every 5 minutes.
I'm hot and irritated.
So yeah, that is how my stupid dumb doctor appointment went.
Would it be too much to ask to have a personal assistant who follows me around all day and lifts things, gets things for me, makes me food, lifts Preston when needed, and then gives me massages when I need them? Really is that too much to ask? :)