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April 14, 2004
So that’s how normal people are treated…
I had my first OB appointment today. The first 30 minutes were spent with a technician who asked me questions and then typed my answers into her PC. Mind you they were the same exact questions I had already answered on their patient questionnaire. So that was mighty annoying. This lady also had little personality…luckily her office mate did and she laughed at my jokes and comments and congratulated me on my PG as well. At least someone cared! ;) Little Ms. Lack O’personality did give me a diaper bag and some other bag though. Free stuff endears me to people so I will forgive her less than enthusiastic reception.
After that, I was brought into an exam room where I was weighed (TRAUMA), told to provide a urine sample (gladly), and to strip and dress in a lovely striped gown (at least it’s cotton). This nurse was young and kindly. We will get along famously I expect. So I did my tasks and sat, and sat, and sat for a very long (and cold) time. I’d forgotten how much fun GYN appointments are! I heard the doctor go into various other exam rooms and finally I heard him outside my door talking to the nurse about my chart. They were arguing over how far along I can be since I couldn’t remember when my last period was (note: with IVF who the heck CARES about LMP?). Eventually the light bulb sparked and the doctor said “hey, why don’t we just read this letter from her referring doctor.” The whole IVF thing became clear to them and two seconds later they knocked on my door…
Speculum, it’s been too long!
The doctor introduced himself and congratulated me (step in the right direction). He then explained that they would do a basic GYN exam and then discuss how my PG would play out there. Now, you figure that after all the evil procedures I’ve had done to me I wouldn’t even blink about a silly pap smear. But oh no, how I hate them. Keep in mind, my cervix tends to be very sensitive. So the doctor (let’s call him Dr. G for lack of anything creative) check my boobs, did the swipes (very gently!) and felt my uterus. He declared all was well for a PG woman. I asked how my cervix was and he said it was red, but otherwise as he’d expect. I guess the redness can be blamed on the suppositories but who knows. He did ask about the suppositories—it was like an Abbot and Costello skit: So you are on suppositories. Yes. So you’re not on PIO. No, I am. But you’re on suppositories. Correct. But what are the suppositories for? Progesterone. So you’re not on PIO. I am…I’m on both. Huh? I’ve had problems in the past so they have me on double progesterone. Ohhhhh.
More waiting
He then told me to dress and meet him in his office. So I did and waited there for a good 15 minutes. He finally came in and told me the do’s and don’t of being PG. No scuba diving, drinking, parachuting, or water skiing (there goes my summer plans ;)). I need to drink two large glasses of water an hour (uh yeah right—water makes me gag big time these days) and to call right away if I have any bleeding. Oh, and my u/s will be at 20 weeks. Whoa, dude, stop right there. I was not happy about that and he got the hint. He agreed to another at 14 weeks. Damn straight! ;) He told me to think about being tested for cystic fibrosis and having the quad screen done at 16 weeks (I’ll do both—why not…). He gave me a lab slip for various blood work (stuff I’ve already had done, but he figured we’ll do it again to make the state happy) and sent me on my merry way. I’ll see him again in two weeks and then every 4 weeks until 28 weeks (ok that freaks me out). Of course there are three other doctors that I’ll rotate through. Reminds me of all the Dicken’s Christmas ghosts.
So two hours later I was on my way home…
Jen
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