My Nightmare

To begin, I would like to apologize for the long wait for, what is to be, an epic update. With our recent move Josh and I do not have internet and I am unable to access my blog through our cafeteria computers at work. Hopefully soon we will find a provider who is not a weasel and I will be back to updating on a much more regular basis.

As you may remember I had an appointment on Friday August 5^th. Josh was working a day shift on this day so he was not able to come with me, which should have been the first sign, there was going to be an issue. I got into the office, early as per usual, and signed in at the front desk where I was informed that my excellent doctor was being covered by another. I sat down in one of the, not so comfortable, chairs in the waiting area and watched some of the toddlers playing and running around. I was in a pretty good mood, being the last day of my vacation I was well rested and visiting my friend Trish afterward, there was no reason for the day to go amuck.

After sitting in the waiting room for thirty minutes I started watching the women around the room and noticed that every woman who came in after me, was going to see a doctor before me. I thought about the fact that Doctor Davies was covering for Doctor Smith and figured that he was also still covering his own patients. I was trying to stay optimistic. I figured that I had been hesitant about Doctor Smith and he turned out the be the best doctor that I have had the pleasure to meet, so I was not going to judge Doctor Davies before meeting him. I did pretty well at the whole staying positive deal, that is, until I started to get hungry again. I had eaten breakfast, but the clock was fast approaching 11am and I had been expecting to be in Timmies with Trish at this point having my midmorning snack! The hungrier I became, the crankier I became!

FINALLY they called my name and I made my way to the scale to be weighed before hiding away in one of the exam rooms. The nurse came in and took my blood pressure; she was a really nice lady! Then another wait began.  I could hear people coming and going in the hallway, chatting away as they did. Even though I was fairly cranky at this point I was still excited. I was going to see my little ones again! I do have to say that is one of the bonuses of having twins, getting to see them every two weeks!  

When the door finally opened, a woman who introduced herself as one of the senior residents on staff, walked in. She told me she would be asking me a few questions and that Doctor Davies would be in shortly. She didn’t impress me much, she measured my stomach, which Doctor Smith told me would be completely useless and then told me I would not be getting an ultrasound because I have my anatomy ultrasound scheduled for the 19^th. Again, Doctor Smith had informed me that I would be having an ultrasound every time I came in to ensure that both babies were growing and developing at a good rate. I decided to brush it off and wait for Doctor Davies to come in, hoping that he would know what he was talking about when it came to twins.

When Doctor Davies came into the room he was pulling behind him the portable ultrasound machine that was very similar to the one that had been used at my last visit. Feeling slightly triumphant, I climbed back onto the table and got ready to see my little ones. Doctor Davies began to look over my little miracles and then said to me in a rather monotone voice, ‘Well, you still have two live babies in there, you’re fine.’ I didn’t even know what to say to him! He was THAT cold with someone that he barely knew and had just met 2, maybe 3 minutes earlier! I climbed down from the table and sat back in the chair that was placed beside the desk at the back of the room. After writing a few things down he asked me if I had any questions. I did of course, as a lot of you know I have been eating like a horse! I haven’t had much choice though as I get hungry VERY often and if I do not eat at that point I start to feel very sick. I have been concerned the whole time that I would gain too much weight. So I asked Doctor Davies if my weight was still good. He told me not to try and gain weight; I would gain it as the babies grew. I told him I wasn’t trying and that was not the reason I was asking, I explained the above and awaited some reassurance. He then said in a degrading tone, ‘well, there’s a difference between a bag of potato chips and some vegetables!’ ARE YOU SERIOUS???? You have not asked me a single question and you don’t know ANYTHING about what I have been eating and you are talking to me like I’m an idiot?!?! I was livid!

I was surprised at myself that I didn’t freak out right then and there as I was vibrating in my chair wanting SO badly to leap across the desk and rip out the throat of the man who was sitting arrogantly in the seat on the other side of the desk! I kept my cool though thinking that if I did that, there was no reason I should be treated with such disrespect.

To be completely honest, I should have dove across the desk! As he was leaving he said, ‘Oh and by the way, just because you are pregnant with twins doesn’t mean you get to sit on your butt, you need to exercise!’  The words that were going through my head are not appropriate to post in this forum, as it is one that I one day want to share with those to little miracles. However I am sure you can think of some colourful language that would suite the situation.

Needless to say, I am going to be informing MY doctor, if ever he is to be covered by that ridiculous excuse for a doctor again, he will need to change my appointment, or it will be cancelled as soon as I arrive! I have my next appointment on August 19^th, my ultrasound is at 8:30 in the morning before my 10am appointment, I hope that whoever I come across is very polite and nice because not only will I be hormonal, but I will also be tired cranky and ready for a fight!! Josh is sure going to have his hands full next week!!