Bad Doctors Experience Part 2

Before I went to see the doctor I collect myself. Dry my eyes and try to compose myself.  I go up to see his doctor. (Ironically my doctor and his doctor have the same exact room number and floor.)  I am telling the ladies at the desk who I was refered by and what my problem was at my doctors office. Then I go into saying that I have only heard amazing things about Dr. S (his doctor) and I would love to transfer over to this office. So they are both saying what a great doctor he is and so it this guy standing behind them.  

They ask what insurance I had I am I feel like I am pitching a movie idea. I am telling them that I am healthy and I have no problems and I just want a doctor to take care of me and my baby. I am now shaking and my eyes are starting to water because I can feel the way this is going. They said Dr. S does not take any tranfer patients. I start to beg because I have nothing. I have never felt so helpless. They ask how far along I was and I say that I am 7 months. Still pitching myself at any chance I can get.  Then the guy behind them that was also involved in the convo says "I would not be able to deliver you anyway I will be on vacation." I says, "You are the doctor that we have been talking about all of this time." I breakdown. I feel that everyone is taking me as a joke. I have a freaking life inside of me and you want to play games.

I leave out the room crying harder then ever.  I had to sit on the side of the building because I could not walk I was so upset at how my day was going. I finally get through to Maurice and I could not stop crying he is getting scared because he does not know why I am crying but he does know I had to go to the doctors. He calms me down. And I sit and think of what is my next step. 

Currently I am stilling trying to get understanding of what is going on at my doctors office because I am 7 months no one new will take me as of now but I am still looking.

Bad Doctors Experience

So on Wednesday Feb 18 was one of the worst days I have ever had at the doctors. Since Maurice was out of town I went to this one by myself thinking it was be as normal as any other one. Boy was I wrong.

I arrive at the office at 1:45 my appointment is at 2pm (im always on time)  I look for my doctor's clip board to sign-in and I dont see her name.  I ask the girl at the desk for my doctor's clipboard and she tells me that she is on medical leave. I asked her when was I going to be told then she of-course says she called me, which did not happen. So I asked who am I seeing she says. Linda a Nurse Practitioner. I am now confused because they can not deliver babies so why would I see her.  A little upset I sit down and wait. 

I look around to notice a lot of other sad and angry looking pregnant women in the room so I ask the lady next to me who was her OB with tears in her eyes she tells me that she does not know. She is due in two weeks and has no clue who is going to deliver her baby.  She starts to tell me that she has seen 5 different doctors through out her whole pregnancy. 

Come to find out that my doctor was pregnant. If I had of known I would have never picked her because she is further along then me so there would be no way she could deliver me.

So my name is called and I go back in the room. I get weighed (129) and I wait. and wait and wait. for a freaking hour. Normally I am in and out in 15 minutes. I leave the room and ask if I have been forgotten about and they  said that "He" will be in. I said I thought I was seeing Linda they said no we switched you to Dr. Cho. AHHHHH Now Im getting more upset because I feel like no one knows what is going on. I call my brother and talk to him, while I am trying not to break down.

Finally the doctor walks in. I tell him what I have been going through and ask if he is going to deliver me. He says he does not know he is only subbing for the day. ahhhhhhhhhh So he quickly lets me hear Skyla's heartbeat and asks me if I have any questions. So I bust out my paper. But half of my questions dont not matter because it is up to my doctor and since I dont have a freaking doctor I can not get my questions answered.

However, he did kind of reassure me with one thing. The doctor that put me on baby aspirin and bedrest does that to every one is his patients. He showed me my tests and it showed that everything is ok.  Nothing read abnormal.  He said that doctor does that for the insurance money. So it is good to know that I am ok but sucks to know that I was being taken advantage of and I have been worrying for nothing. 

The exam was over and he says make an appointment to comeback in two weeks. I go to the desk and the girl asks "Who do you want to see?" I said "my doctor" she said "You dont have one yet." Then I said, "Well who am I seeing." She said "Who ever you want to see."  I storm out of the room crying. 

I try to call Maurice but his phone is dead and that is making me more upset because I just need to hear him tell me that everything will be ok.  I am crying so hard that I can not drive. My friend Jason calls me and tells me to go around the corner and talk to the OB that delivered his son.  I did. 

Tomorrows blog will have that horrible story.

Blood Work on Valentine's Day

I got up at 7am on a saturday morning to go to the blood center to give more blood. I sign in then I am given what tasted like sprite without the bubbles to drink. Then I am told to wait for an hour then they can take my blood. It was for a glucose reading so the spirit tasting stuff I guess helps them read what they are looking for.  Also I was told that I was not allowed to eat the night before or the morning of.  

The nurse gives me my usual baby needle to take the blood. I hate pain. Boy do I got a lot of pain a head of me but I am TRYING not to think about it.  The nurse also tells me about how exciting it is for a woman to have a little girl. She told me that her daughter is her best friend. I feel the same way about my mom so I hope Skyla sees me the same.

I go back home and crawl back into bed with Maurice. We sleep til 1pm (I never sleep that late).  I tried to get up and felt dizzy instantly. Maurice told me to lay back down and he brought me crackers and water.  So maybe the spirit stuff had some effect on me also I had not eaten since 7pm the night before.  After another 2 hours I was able to get up and eat food. 

The rest of our Valentine's day was spent watching the All Star activities and then going to Ketchup for drinks and light food with friends. 

 

Light Bed Rest!

Yes on Feb 12 I went to see my ultrasound specialist for a follow up.  (my doctor sends all of her patients to a specialist to make sure that things are going well) Anyway, after waiting in the waiting room for about 3o minutes Maurice and I walked into the dark ultrasound room.  

I laid on the table and the assistant up the warm gel on my stomach. They gave me my glasses. (the glasses are basically so I can see close up of what is on the screen. Super High tech.) 

So he does the measuring of her and they are doing there doctor talk back and forth. Then I kept hearing the word "abnormal." Tears start to roll down my eyes. Maurice touches my arm because he hearing what I hear. I ask the doctor is everything ok. He says that he will explain after the exam is over. So everything is going through my head. My tears pick up because I just want her to be healthy.

After the exam. He tells me that Skyla is not growing as fast as he would like her to be.  He said it is an easy and quick fix.  It is very common in small active women.  Basically he said he is catching it before it becomes a problem.

I was told BED REST. This scared me because I am not ready for her to come so if I am on bedrest I can not get things together. Then he explained the type of bedrest. I am on limited bedrest which means I have to lay down for 2-3 hours everyday. I dont have to sleep if I dont want to just lay there.  But on my left side, which is also the side I can only sleep on. I can only turn onto my right for a short time. I need to ask why my left being that that is what every doctor, internet site, and friends that have had babies all say left. I know that on your back is very dangerous for me and the baby because blood is not flowing to either of us, but I dont know the left side thing. 

The resting is fine. Probably should be doing that anyway. I am willing to do what it take to make sure that she is healthy. 

Please keep us in your prayers. 

Enjoying the last days in my car...

For all of you that live out here in California, you know that I drive a sweet Mustang convertible. (pic of my car but mine is not a GT)
It has been around 80 degrees here lately (sorry east coasters lol) So I am enjoying time with my top down, another reason I am enjoying time with my top down is that once I have the baby no more top down. If you have ever been in a back seat of a convertible it is hell. You eat wind. And either way I would never put my child in a car seat with the top down....too dangerous.

So Maurice and I have been looking and what kind of car do I want to trade my car in for. My favorite car is a mustang and I can still drive it but I would not be able to use the convertible top. I do not plan on buying a car right now....not unless the price is right. And what I mean my right is 0 down and my payments to be cheaper or the same.

And no JR I will not have a corny soccer mom type car. I still have an image to uphold lol. I have been look at the Hummer H3. It is a baby hummer
and it is cute and they are really cheap right now. I have also been looking at the Range Rover. But that might not be in my price range. There is not one car out there that I like that fits a stroller and a car seat the only cars I like are sports cars. Or a Bentley
but dont think I am there yet. lol

ER Scare #2!

On Super Bowl Sunday we met up with about 10 friends and went to watch the game at Club Sushi in Hollywood with my old agent. (he is the best at throwing parties) Everything was great. My clients from Japan came and really enjoyed themselves. Oh by the way I told them that I was pregnant on friday 1/30/09 and they had no clue. lol So my big sweatshirts were working.

Anyway, we all at the same amazing dish of this cajun chicken pasta and all had lots of desserts thanks to my friend AD flirting with the very cute sushi chef "BEAR" Yes that was his name. Anyway I was having small pains on the left side of my chest right under my breast but I just thought that maybe Skyla was in a weird spot. So the pain would come and go. Sometimes stronger then others. It was nothing that I could not stand.

After my STEELERS win we head home. On the way home the pains in my chest started to grow stronger and stronger and now into my back. It was so strong I had to pull over and have Maurice drive. (I hate his driving so I like to drive every where so you know this was bad) We were both getting scared because we did not know exactly what is was. He ask, "Are you have contractions?" I said "No" Then he said "How do you know you never had them before?" I was like crap your right...I dont know. So I call my friend Tarsha. She tells me to go to the hospital just to make sure everything is ok.

By the time we got to the hospital I was in tears and could barely walk from the pain. They check me in and hook me up to all kinds of machines. They determine that the baby is ok. But they dont know what is wrong with me. Mean while the pain is coming and going getting stronger and stronger each time. They ask if I want pain killers but I said no. (I only want pain killers when I am in labor and since I was not going into labor I am not putting Skyla at risk) So I ride it out. My amazing boyfriend was their rubbing my back and making sure they got me blankets and such. He was scared I know but he was calm telling me that "baby everything will be ok and I love you." I really love this man. ok enough goo goo gaa...

The doctor comes in to see me and gives me Malanta to drink and said it might be intergestion, but she is not sure. ARE YOU KIDDING ME! She is guessing. The pains. So after the pains went away I just asked to go home.

And to this day we are still not exactly sure what was causing the pains. I called my doctor today and they were closed so I have to wait until tomorrow to talk to her.


So that was our SUPER BOWL SUNDAY!