So, I had to hang around at my OB's office for about 4 hours today, since I was getting the 3 hr glucose test. A young couple came into the waiting area with a baby boy in a carrier. A nurse came out to talk to the couple, and it was clear from the conversation what he was there for. 
I had to go for another blood draw at that point, and when I got back the baby was gone, and the parents were just sitting there. I guess they were either to cowardly to go back with him, or they weren't wanted back there, or both. The room where it was being done was evidently well soundproofed, as I didn't hear anything until he emerged back into the hallway.
After a not very long period (not long enough for an anesthetic to have taken much effect) a smiling nurse appeared to tell the parents that he was "done", and to bring them back. After a couple of minutes I could here the sound of crying in the hallway, and they all emerged back in the lobbly. The poor kid was obviously very unhappy, and wailed while being put back in his carrier.
It's always bothered me when I've heard people talking about it, but this is the first time that I've ever been there when one was actually happening, and I found if very disturbing on a really visceral level. It didn't help that I was already queasy from that sickening glucose drink.
My upcoming twin boys will definitely NOT be going through that.
Anyway, I know there's not a damn thing I can do about it, but I appreciate being able to get it off my chest in a forum where people understand where I'm coming from.
Oh, and I apparently passed my glucose test.
I had to go for another blood draw at that point, and when I got back the baby was gone, and the parents were just sitting there. I guess they were either to cowardly to go back with him, or they weren't wanted back there, or both. The room where it was being done was evidently well soundproofed, as I didn't hear anything until he emerged back into the hallway.
After a not very long period (not long enough for an anesthetic to have taken much effect) a smiling nurse appeared to tell the parents that he was "done", and to bring them back. After a couple of minutes I could here the sound of crying in the hallway, and they all emerged back in the lobbly. The poor kid was obviously very unhappy, and wailed while being put back in his carrier.
It's always bothered me when I've heard people talking about it, but this is the first time that I've ever been there when one was actually happening, and I found if very disturbing on a really visceral level. It didn't help that I was already queasy from that sickening glucose drink.
My upcoming twin boys will definitely NOT be going through that.
Anyway, I know there's not a damn thing I can do about it, but I appreciate being able to get it off my chest in a forum where people understand where I'm coming from.
Oh, and I apparently passed my glucose test.
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