We got to the clinic at 8 am and got checked in and everything. We sat there for 15 minutes or so, then a nurse took us back to the room and took my blood pressure. It was high, so she had someone else take it on the other arm. Still high enough for them to be concerned (145/100). One of them said to the other, "No wonder she's here at a high-risk clinic!" That confused me because I hadn't been told before I was high-risk, and I'd told the receptionist that. It occurred to me later that of course they would assume I was; I was coming in on their high-risk day! They said a doctor would be in soon, and left. Well, we waited until 8:45, before a man came in. I told him I thought I was seeing this other doctor. He said they see the high-risk patients today (which didn't make sense for them to schedule me one particular doctor and then her not be there because it was "high-risk day"?). I said I was expecting a female, and he was really nice about it and left, saying he'd find one (or something to that effect).
We waited until sometime after 9 for the next doctor. (Fortunately they had internet so I was able to check my email and Facebook from my iPod!) She came in and took my blood pressure again (140/90). She had glanced over my chart, and saw the Thalassemia. I told her the only thing it did was made me a little anemic, and she seemed cool with it, but because of my blood pressure she had to talk to her boss. So off she went, and we waited more. I don't know how long it was until she came back with her boss who talked about how he was concerned with my blood pressure, pre-eclampsia, etc, and that they were going to send me downstairs for an ultrasound and to get my blood drawn. We left the office (talked to the billing lady for a bit) and went downstairs and got checked in at the ultrasound desk. Since they were just fitting me in, we waited. And waited. And waited more. Something like over an hour.
Finally we got to go back and get the ultrasound. We got a 3-d pic of her!!
I can't stop looking at the pic!! Makes me even more eager to hold her!! She's DEFINITELY got Scottie's (my husband's) nose! She didn't like the doppler or ultrasound. The tech said she's about 5lb 4oz, and measuring right on target. (Fundal height was 33cm, but she's engaged, head-down, facing to my right, just as I thought. No internal exam, which was nice...but I still don't know who "my" dr is. :-/ )
After the ultrasound, we went down to the lab. The lady was nice enough (though she didn't look fully awake), but BOY was her blood draw painful. I mean, it felt like someone just jabbing a needle into my arm. Then every time she switched out tubes, I actually had to pull my arm back...even though she was trying to be careful and using her fingers for leverage on the needle-tube-part, when she pushed the tube into place it jabbed me. Then she took the rubber tie off my arm, and when she twisted her body to toss it onto the table, JAB went the needle again. OUCH. (The other two times I've had my blood drawn were practically painless. One was, the other was barely anything.)
Anyway, after that we were able to leave. Finally. It was about noon...we had been there since 8 am. Plus I didn't sleep well at all so I was really tired. We came home, had some food, messed around online, then watched "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou" (I still have no idea what the title has to do with the movie, but it was a fun movie). Then Scottie watched Megamind while I napped with my head on his lap. ♥
Oh yes, and I'm going back in tomorrow morning for a blood pressure check...
(I also posted this on my blog with a recap of my terrible experiences trying to find a provider. lol)
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