A few highlights of the visit:
1. The Doctor was early! I could not believe it.
2. The doctor who originally put me on house arrest 4 1/2 years ago when I was pregnant with my twins recently died. I always liked him. He was very grandfatherly. I think he put me on “modified bed-rest” back then because he thought I deserved it, not because I needed it. That was very nice of him. Unfortunately, while he was not on call when I delivered Pookie and Geetle, he was the one who came into the room that night to forcibly squeeze the grape-fruit sized blot clots from my uterus. That is my last real memory of him. He was determined to push down on my just-delivered uterus and squeeze the blot clots out manually. He said I would never stop bleeding any other way. I was determined to stop him and actually arm-wrestled with him somewhat, trying to get him to stop, while screaming the whole time. I am a grin-and-bear-it kind of patient, but that whole blood clot thing was PAIN and if I could have gotten out of that bed and hid, I would have. Worse pain than the delivery. So, there he is was trying to help me and I was literally wrestling with him while screaming at him. Closest thing I have ever had to a real fist fight. And it was with this nice grandfatherly doctor. And now he is dead.
3. I only gained 3 pounds this time.
4. The doctors schedule these prenatal appointments for ten minutes. They do not really expect to spend much time with you. So, when they ask “do you have any questions?” and you say “nope” why do they look at you with disbelief and confusion? I am just riding my time out, buddy. I don’t have any questions. Thanks for asking, but I have been through this before. Plus, I am pretty hard to rattle these days. I am not going to ask you if I can play paintball or if the wart on my little finger is a complication of pregnancy. I already know that I can keep the swelling in my feet down by drinking more water and sitting more often. I already know who to call when I feel any contractions. I got it. Just check the heartbeat, BP and urine, bill Blue Cross and lets go.
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MOM said,
September 19, 2007 @ 9:06 am
I thought the appointments were on Wednesdays and planned to check tonight. thanks for the update. LOVE MOM
Aunt Kel said,
September 19, 2007 @ 6:13 pm
It is sure getting close…. I think everyone would feel more at ease if we knew the babie’s name….and no, taco supreme does not cut it!!!
Aunt Shel said,
September 19, 2007 @ 6:15 pm
I hear you, Aunt Kel!!!! I like Enchilada Nacho Miller much better!
Aunt Bean said,
September 24, 2007 @ 10:30 am
Chimichanga is also good. We could call her baby chi-chi!
Aunt Shel said,
September 25, 2007 @ 7:59 pm
Well, she will like chi-chi’s for a while! Hee Hee!