The nurse we met with two weeks ago that made me cry, was wrong -- and I've already failed my first motherly task (with this baby).
This morning, around eight a.m., I realized that I forgot to catch my first morning urine for our doctor's appointment!! I waited until they opened at nine o'clock to call the doctor's office and they told me that if they need it, they would get a sample when I get there. I'm sure it's not a big deal...but I'm not going to get a mother of the year award either. :-)
The nurse weighed me. Then made me pee in a cup (which is not difficult, since I pee every half hour). She left me half of a gown and told me to undress...everything. Seriously....the gown was not a regular hospital gown, it was half size. When you go for a mammogram, they only make you take off your top, and they give you the same half gown thing. How is that right?
The nurse left and Charlie said, "Uhh...do I have to stay for this part?" :-) I told him that this is where they would check for the heartbeat. He chose to stay (in the chair, behind me). :-)
The doctor came in and asked a lot of questions. Many of the questions were centered around my eating habits, beginning with, "What does vegetarian mean to you?". She seemed to dwell on the vegetarianism a bit more than needed. I eat beans. I eat rice. I eat eggs (thanks to Charlie specifically making them for me because he wants to be sure the baby gets the needed protein -- he's so cute). :-)
We told her that we weren't interested in having any of the screenings or tests. What's the point really? We will have the ultrasound, though. :-) That's just too fun to do without!
Then she did the exam. When she was getting to the end of feeling me up inside and out she said, "How many weeks are you?". When I told her, "ten" she said, "Now we may not be able to hear the heartbeat yet...." I quickly responded with, "But you'll try, right?" And she did.
180 beats per minute....it was beautiful.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
the first appointment - eight weeks
Today we had our first appointment at the doctor's office. I cried, so it must've been successful?
We didn't even meet the doctor today. It was just a family history appointment with the nurse. I was weighed, measured, and all that normal stuff (thankfully, Charlie waited around the corner for the weighing). Then she asked question after question about our family health history. I was very thankful that Charlie was there for a zillion reasons and it was extra important because I had no idea what to answer for many of the questions on his side of the family! We do have a history of twins...and I am over thirty-five...so higher risk for twins. Wouldn't that be cool??!!! I'm not going to bank on it though. :-) The nurse also gave us a few pamphlets about screening and testing that we are able to have. A few extra since I'm over that magic number. We'll have to talk about that a bit more before we decide.
I didn't cry until the nurse asked if we had any questions. My question was about hearing the heartbeat at our ten week appointment. I believe the way I asked it was, "What will happen if we don't hear the heartbeat at my ten week appointment." I only asked this because I know that you don't always hear it at ten weeks, and I also know that I am going to worry until I hear it (well, until it's born...ok...I'll worry forever). Basically, I just wanted to know if I would have to wait a month to try again, or if we could have nother appointment sooner, or better yet an untrasound if we couldn't hear it! Instead, her reply was, "Doctor won't try to hear the heartbeat at the ten week appointment". I'm not exactly sure why I cried, but I did. Geez.
When I called the doctor's office to make the appointment for today, they actually made two. The woman on the phone asked me for the first date of my last period, calculated my due date for August 26, and told me that we would make two appointments. The first appointment would be on January 14, the day I am eight weeks along (and explained that I would only meet with the nurse for a family health history). The second appointment would be scheduled at ten weeks and that is when I would meet the doctor and the doctor would try to hear the baby's heartbeat. She offered up that information. I did not ask. So now this nurse is telling me that the doctor will not even try to hear it at ten weeks??? This same nurse also used the same tool to calculate my due date at August 24...(instead of 26th) but also said that I wouldn't be eight weeks until tomorrow (so...a two day earlier due date, but it's one day later that I turn eight weeks? -- that doesn't even make mathematical sense)! Of course the due date thing doesn't really matter, since they never come when they are supposed to...and although it is mathematical, it's really just an estimation. So I'm not completely concerned about that. I only tell this part of the story because it makes me wonder what this woman's problem is. :-)
My good friend Amy had her "ten week" appointment today, too. Same doctor's office (different doctor though). They checked for (and heard) the heartbeat. So I'm hoping that the woman is wrong about that -- and since I think she is -- I'm keeping my estimated time of arrival at August 26th.
We didn't even meet the doctor today. It was just a family history appointment with the nurse. I was weighed, measured, and all that normal stuff (thankfully, Charlie waited around the corner for the weighing). Then she asked question after question about our family health history. I was very thankful that Charlie was there for a zillion reasons and it was extra important because I had no idea what to answer for many of the questions on his side of the family! We do have a history of twins...and I am over thirty-five...so higher risk for twins. Wouldn't that be cool??!!! I'm not going to bank on it though. :-) The nurse also gave us a few pamphlets about screening and testing that we are able to have. A few extra since I'm over that magic number. We'll have to talk about that a bit more before we decide.
I didn't cry until the nurse asked if we had any questions. My question was about hearing the heartbeat at our ten week appointment. I believe the way I asked it was, "What will happen if we don't hear the heartbeat at my ten week appointment." I only asked this because I know that you don't always hear it at ten weeks, and I also know that I am going to worry until I hear it (well, until it's born...ok...I'll worry forever). Basically, I just wanted to know if I would have to wait a month to try again, or if we could have nother appointment sooner, or better yet an untrasound if we couldn't hear it! Instead, her reply was, "Doctor won't try to hear the heartbeat at the ten week appointment". I'm not exactly sure why I cried, but I did. Geez.
When I called the doctor's office to make the appointment for today, they actually made two. The woman on the phone asked me for the first date of my last period, calculated my due date for August 26, and told me that we would make two appointments. The first appointment would be on January 14, the day I am eight weeks along (and explained that I would only meet with the nurse for a family health history). The second appointment would be scheduled at ten weeks and that is when I would meet the doctor and the doctor would try to hear the baby's heartbeat. She offered up that information. I did not ask. So now this nurse is telling me that the doctor will not even try to hear it at ten weeks??? This same nurse also used the same tool to calculate my due date at August 24...(instead of 26th) but also said that I wouldn't be eight weeks until tomorrow (so...a two day earlier due date, but it's one day later that I turn eight weeks? -- that doesn't even make mathematical sense)! Of course the due date thing doesn't really matter, since they never come when they are supposed to...and although it is mathematical, it's really just an estimation. So I'm not completely concerned about that. I only tell this part of the story because it makes me wonder what this woman's problem is. :-)
My good friend Amy had her "ten week" appointment today, too. Same doctor's office (different doctor though). They checked for (and heard) the heartbeat. So I'm hoping that the woman is wrong about that -- and since I think she is -- I'm keeping my estimated time of arrival at August 26th.
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