Post by Cbean on Sept 12, 2004 22:45:05 GMT -5
First let me just say, once again, how great you all are and how in such a short time, you have become so important to me...withouth even meeting you face-to-face! Thank you for thinking of me and remembering that my "big day" was coming up. Susan, you've already lived this with me earlier, so just pass this post, LOL!!!! Bob, thanks for remembering and I hope you don't mind my directing you to this post.
So while I've got all this pending stuff coming up, my DH decides to have his own problems. For the past two weeks, he's been to the doctor's, has had tests, x-rays and catscans. Whole lot of worry, still don't know what's wrong with him, but it looks like it's only kidney stones. Bet he'd like to hear me referring to it as "only kidney stones!" Ha ha ha...I've been teasing him that maybe he and I can go to the hospital together and hold hands while I give birth and he passes the stones. Let's see who yells the loudest. LMBBO!!! You know, he didn't find that funny! He's got an appt with a urologist coming up 9/26. I'm secretly worried, because selfishly, I really need him right now.
Ok, so Friday. Drop off my son at my girlfriend's house. Then DH and I venture off to Dr. Evil's office. Oh, by the way, I HATE MY PERINATOLOGIST. So, get there, sign in, wait for a little while. I knit a couple of rows of Little No-name's blanket. A tech calls us into the sonogram room.
She explains that she'll start out by taking some measurements that weren't able to be taken during the Level II. I watch on the monitor and here I am thinking how nothing looks wrong with my baby. She looks just like any other. Kind of cute actually. She weighed in at 1lb 8oz - right on track. I listen to tech as she tells me what she's measuring - nose, mouth, head, stomach, leg, thigh, foot, fibroid (what!?! How the heck did that get in there!?!) She assured me that was very common. Too bad it wasn't her uterus that we were looking at! LOL
So, just as she started the echochardiogram portion of the test, another employee of the office comes in to tell us that my girlfriend has called to say that my son had become sick. Husband goes to call her back and find out what's happening. Tech very nicely tells me that the test shouldn't take much longer and says "Wow, I'm really sorry, just what you need right now." With that she calls one of the other techs in to see where Dr. Evil is - shouldn't he be there and doesn't he want to see this? Funny I was wondering the same thing since my appointment was with him! Tech is now having trouble and now they have to get him.
Dr. Evil enters the room without achnowledging my husband and I. He brings another doctor that he must be showing the ropes to. That doctor introduces himself and shakes my hand. (Please nice other doctor, keep your good bedside manner and politeness while learning under the wing of Dr. Evil).
The whole time Dr. Evil is sharing techniques and info with other doctor, never talks to us. Dr. Evil begins to get annoyed with baby who is hiccupping and interfering with his test and taking up his time. Then he gets aggrivated with baby who isn't in the right position. Bad baby, bad, bad, bad baby! Finally, he addresses husband and I. Tells us from what he was able to see there were no major defects of abnormalities, but basically the test was inconclusive because he wasn't able to see the whole heart. Then he starts mumbling something about the markers that showed up in the u/s portion earlier -then interrupts himself to ask if we had an ultrasound. I replied "yes" and he retorts "oh, so you know." Yeah, you're full of class pal. It wasn't what he said, but just the cold, callous way about him. The look on his face too. I'm not looking to be coddled here. I just think a little common decency (some professionalism in fact) would have been nice here. I asked if there was anything else that we could do and he said "not until the baby's born. Any other questions?" I said no and then he just left. No goodbye, nothing. Nice doctor shook my hand again, thanked me for letting him sit in and wished me good luck. There was husband and I, left alone. I looked around the curtain to where everyone was congregating and asked which way was out. Didn't say a thing. Stormed out of office then turned to husband in the hall and said "the *#$%&* couldn't take 5 minutes to read my file before he came into the room?"
Then all h-e-double hockey sticks broke out as soon as we got into parking lot. My girlfriend was frantically trying to reach us b/c she wound up calling the paramedics. She was so freaked out by my son - he vomited for an hour and a half, was turning grey and almost passing out. She was afraid if he fell asleep he wouldn't wake up again. So we flew up the Garden State Parkway to meet my son at the hospital. Ryan had his first trip in an ambulance and I wasn't there!!! Bad stomach bug...possible bacterial infection b/c he had fever and high white blood count. The three of us enjoyed an evening at the beautiful Riverview Hospital in lovely Red Bank, NJ. He was discharged late yesterday afternoon. So, just getting to emails and posts today.
It's been real. I know it can't compare to what some of you have been going through, but this is my private Idaho and I just feel like it's someone else's turn to get picked on! Is it just me? Or is this just the beginning of how the world is going to treat us when the baby gets here? I feel like a 4th class passenger on the Titanic!
Well, sorry for long post but thanks for reading - if you hung in there! Here's to a better week for all of us!!! ;D
So while I've got all this pending stuff coming up, my DH decides to have his own problems. For the past two weeks, he's been to the doctor's, has had tests, x-rays and catscans. Whole lot of worry, still don't know what's wrong with him, but it looks like it's only kidney stones. Bet he'd like to hear me referring to it as "only kidney stones!" Ha ha ha...I've been teasing him that maybe he and I can go to the hospital together and hold hands while I give birth and he passes the stones. Let's see who yells the loudest. LMBBO!!! You know, he didn't find that funny! He's got an appt with a urologist coming up 9/26. I'm secretly worried, because selfishly, I really need him right now.
Ok, so Friday. Drop off my son at my girlfriend's house. Then DH and I venture off to Dr. Evil's office. Oh, by the way, I HATE MY PERINATOLOGIST. So, get there, sign in, wait for a little while. I knit a couple of rows of Little No-name's blanket. A tech calls us into the sonogram room.
She explains that she'll start out by taking some measurements that weren't able to be taken during the Level II. I watch on the monitor and here I am thinking how nothing looks wrong with my baby. She looks just like any other. Kind of cute actually. She weighed in at 1lb 8oz - right on track. I listen to tech as she tells me what she's measuring - nose, mouth, head, stomach, leg, thigh, foot, fibroid (what!?! How the heck did that get in there!?!) She assured me that was very common. Too bad it wasn't her uterus that we were looking at! LOL
So, just as she started the echochardiogram portion of the test, another employee of the office comes in to tell us that my girlfriend has called to say that my son had become sick. Husband goes to call her back and find out what's happening. Tech very nicely tells me that the test shouldn't take much longer and says "Wow, I'm really sorry, just what you need right now." With that she calls one of the other techs in to see where Dr. Evil is - shouldn't he be there and doesn't he want to see this? Funny I was wondering the same thing since my appointment was with him! Tech is now having trouble and now they have to get him.
Dr. Evil enters the room without achnowledging my husband and I. He brings another doctor that he must be showing the ropes to. That doctor introduces himself and shakes my hand. (Please nice other doctor, keep your good bedside manner and politeness while learning under the wing of Dr. Evil).
The whole time Dr. Evil is sharing techniques and info with other doctor, never talks to us. Dr. Evil begins to get annoyed with baby who is hiccupping and interfering with his test and taking up his time. Then he gets aggrivated with baby who isn't in the right position. Bad baby, bad, bad, bad baby! Finally, he addresses husband and I. Tells us from what he was able to see there were no major defects of abnormalities, but basically the test was inconclusive because he wasn't able to see the whole heart. Then he starts mumbling something about the markers that showed up in the u/s portion earlier -then interrupts himself to ask if we had an ultrasound. I replied "yes" and he retorts "oh, so you know." Yeah, you're full of class pal. It wasn't what he said, but just the cold, callous way about him. The look on his face too. I'm not looking to be coddled here. I just think a little common decency (some professionalism in fact) would have been nice here. I asked if there was anything else that we could do and he said "not until the baby's born. Any other questions?" I said no and then he just left. No goodbye, nothing. Nice doctor shook my hand again, thanked me for letting him sit in and wished me good luck. There was husband and I, left alone. I looked around the curtain to where everyone was congregating and asked which way was out. Didn't say a thing. Stormed out of office then turned to husband in the hall and said "the *#$%&* couldn't take 5 minutes to read my file before he came into the room?"
Then all h-e-double hockey sticks broke out as soon as we got into parking lot. My girlfriend was frantically trying to reach us b/c she wound up calling the paramedics. She was so freaked out by my son - he vomited for an hour and a half, was turning grey and almost passing out. She was afraid if he fell asleep he wouldn't wake up again. So we flew up the Garden State Parkway to meet my son at the hospital. Ryan had his first trip in an ambulance and I wasn't there!!! Bad stomach bug...possible bacterial infection b/c he had fever and high white blood count. The three of us enjoyed an evening at the beautiful Riverview Hospital in lovely Red Bank, NJ. He was discharged late yesterday afternoon. So, just getting to emails and posts today.
It's been real. I know it can't compare to what some of you have been going through, but this is my private Idaho and I just feel like it's someone else's turn to get picked on! Is it just me? Or is this just the beginning of how the world is going to treat us when the baby gets here? I feel like a 4th class passenger on the Titanic!
Well, sorry for long post but thanks for reading - if you hung in there! Here's to a better week for all of us!!! ;D