Well, that was anticlimactic
Oct. 17th, 2012 03:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lunabee34babyI went to the doctor yesterday to get a referral to an OBGYN and to get a blood test to confirm the pee test(s!) I took at home. They drew my blood and then told me that I can call on FRIDAY for the results. LOL I don't know what I expected to happen--maybe the skies to open and a heavenly light to shine down on my stomach while the doctor extolled, "Yes! You are pregnant, the best and most pregnant I have ever seen! Go forth and glow, Lorraine!" LOL
I did get a good referral though, a practice that two of the nurses at my GP's have actually used recently, so that makes me feel good. We are close to two major cities, and while Major City A would be more convenient, I want to go to a doc in Major City B because they have a NICU. If I do have preeclampsia again, I do not want to be put in the position of being separated from my baby. When they induced Emma early, we were living in Oxford, and the hospital there is a tiny Baptist hospital with no NICU. I cannot describe to you the utter terror I felt when the doctor told me, "Welp. Looks like you're having a baby today. She's early, so there might be complications. If there are, you have to stay here, and we'll transport the baby to Saint Jude's in Memphis, and it'll be at least a week before we discharge you because of your condition."
Um, no. I am not fucking doing that again. So, I got a referral to a doc in City B and have an appointment for November 7th. They want you to be at least 7 weeks at your first appointment so that they can do an ultrasound. I am stoked!
My blood pressure was a wee tad high yesterday (130/87) which pisses me off. My blood pressure is always good; I guess gaining all that weight back did a doozy on my BP. *sigh* I do not want to start the pregnancy off with a high BP already, darn it.
And also, in a bit of a Walt Whitman moment, I know I said a few posts back that I am feeling pretty zen and all that, but I'm starting to get a bit freaked out that I'm not feeling sick yet. I wish that instead of watching eight hours of Law and Order a day, I had kept track of how my pregnancy with Emma went. LOL I see online that most people don't start to have morning sickness until the 6th week, and I'm just at 4. I wish I could remember how quickly I got ill with her. I know it sounds weird, but there's something kind of reassuring about being sick as a dog. You can't feel the baby move for such a long time, but if you're puking, then that baby's still gelling. LOL
Maybe I won't be sick at all. I'd never hear the end of it from my mother. LOL
I did get a good referral though, a practice that two of the nurses at my GP's have actually used recently, so that makes me feel good. We are close to two major cities, and while Major City A would be more convenient, I want to go to a doc in Major City B because they have a NICU. If I do have preeclampsia again, I do not want to be put in the position of being separated from my baby. When they induced Emma early, we were living in Oxford, and the hospital there is a tiny Baptist hospital with no NICU. I cannot describe to you the utter terror I felt when the doctor told me, "Welp. Looks like you're having a baby today. She's early, so there might be complications. If there are, you have to stay here, and we'll transport the baby to Saint Jude's in Memphis, and it'll be at least a week before we discharge you because of your condition."
Um, no. I am not fucking doing that again. So, I got a referral to a doc in City B and have an appointment for November 7th. They want you to be at least 7 weeks at your first appointment so that they can do an ultrasound. I am stoked!
My blood pressure was a wee tad high yesterday (130/87) which pisses me off. My blood pressure is always good; I guess gaining all that weight back did a doozy on my BP. *sigh* I do not want to start the pregnancy off with a high BP already, darn it.
And also, in a bit of a Walt Whitman moment, I know I said a few posts back that I am feeling pretty zen and all that, but I'm starting to get a bit freaked out that I'm not feeling sick yet. I wish that instead of watching eight hours of Law and Order a day, I had kept track of how my pregnancy with Emma went. LOL I see online that most people don't start to have morning sickness until the 6th week, and I'm just at 4. I wish I could remember how quickly I got ill with her. I know it sounds weird, but there's something kind of reassuring about being sick as a dog. You can't feel the baby move for such a long time, but if you're puking, then that baby's still gelling. LOL
Maybe I won't be sick at all. I'd never hear the end of it from my mother. LOL
