The Substitute Doctor

This morning I woke up around 6 and couldn't fall back to sleep, so I got up and watched some Boy Meets World. Ah...the good ol' days. By 7:00 I already had a load of bedding in the wash and some apple cinnamon muffins in the oven for breakfast. Heck, I was even showered and dressed by 9:00!

Daniel's bouncy seat was delivered last night, so I decided to put it together. I figured it had to be easier than the swing and the stroller and I did those by myself. While it did indeed take less time, it still took me awhile and I had to yell at it a few times. I'm getting better at deciphering the random pictures that instruction manuals draw. I eventually got it together though. Of course online it said that it takes C batteries. I went to put them in and find out it takes a D battery. The one kind that we don't have. Oh well, I'll remember to pick some up eventually.

I had my 39 week appointment today. I knew that my doctor would be gone today, and that I had been scheduled to see a different OB. I jokingly had been saying that I hoped she was good and that I liked her...assuming that I would. I got called back and did all of the normal stuff before being taken to the exam room.

I knew the instant she walked in the room I wasn't going to like her. Sometimes people and the way they act or talk just rub me the wrong way. I could tell that she was skimming my chart, but hadn't read anything really and she was talking to me like I was 5. "I see you got your flu shot. Good girl!" Then she asked me if I wanted the pertussis vaccine. When I declined, she lectured me and stuck a pamphlet on top of my purse and told me she was disappointed and wanted me to get one. Um...this is not something that my own doctor has expressed any concern over at all and I would much rather discuss it with her next week.

Next she measured my stomach and informed me that I'm measuring small. If you read my chart, you would know that I've measured small and that my doctor is not concerned.

She "checked my cervix". Let's just say she A: Was not gentle. and B: Didn't really check anything. She just said she couldn't tell and I'm probably the same as before...which is bull in my opinion. How would you know if you just told me you couldn't tell?

Then she informed me that she was sending me for an ultrasound because I'm small and to see if baby is head down. I told her I already had an ultrasound at 30 weeks because I was small and he looked fine. I also told her he's been head down for awhile now. My OB just feels for his position. I was so ticked off that I wanted to walk out because I was on the brink of tears.

Instead I went to Ultrasound and saw my little man. Not much of him since his head was turned into me. Guess what? His head is super low (DUH!) and he looked perfect and measured perfectly. (DUH, again!). The weight prediction right now is 7lbs 11oz, but at this stage the predictions can be off by a pound or more. Just in case anyone is wondering...he's still a boy. :) He gave her a clear shot of that. Oh...and it was funny too because one foot was up under my ribcage and the other one was smashed into his head and he was apparently kicking himself. Haha! How do they move like that?!

I talked to both moms on the way home and then Jacob as he was driving home. I lost it while I was talking to Jacob. I was just so frustrated with my experience and I'm praying that she is not on call when the baby comes because I will freak out if she walks in. I'm for sure letting my own Dr. know about my experience next week.

Watched Bridesmaids with Jacob and then just hung out for the rest of the night. Daniel has been practicing his ninja skills since I got home. I think he was annoyed today too. That or he's trying to figure out how to escape. I'm hoping he figures it out soon. Just not until Sunday night, because the musical is this weekend!