I was supposed to have a prenatal appointment today, but our county was under travel warning, no driving unless emergency, so I called and let them know I wouldn't be able to come. So they called this afternoon, and first of all, DF answered the phone, and as soon as he answered, they said "This girl's phone isn't working." and hung up on him. So I go to my mom's (lives right next door), and she told me that the doctor's office called, because our phone wasn't working, and rescheduled me for next Friday. I called them immediately, and told them I won't be able to come on Friday the 4th, because I am going out of town, for about a week. She said that there weren't any other appointments available. I was like, "Then we can do it later." She said that would make it too far out, and would "mess up" the schedule of appointments, and they really need to see me before I go on trip, and give me paperwork, and yada yada, and "was there any way that I could have come in? Could I have gotten a ride?" I said no, because the roads were complete ice, there was a travel advisory for only emergency personnel (which has since been lifted, but was still in effect five hours ago, when I would have needed to leave). She said with a *very* nasty attitude, "There was no travel advisory." I said, "Um, yes, there was. I don't *live* in M County, I live in H County." She just kept saying, "Well, you really need to come in, you're going to mess up the schedule. You can't mess up the schedule." I didn't know what to do, since I *cannot* change the plans I have now, it's a fairly urgent matter I need to deal with, so she finally begrudgingly told me to come in on the 16th, and "We'll see what we can do."
Then, I get off the phone, and I was angry, and I said, "What about when they didn't do every "x" amount appointments, and people just *had their babies*???" and my mom said, "Well, a lot of those babies died." Like just because I miss one appointment, my baby is going to die! (She also said I might suffocate the baby if I wear it during the summer, "The baby will get too hot, and it will suffocate. You should just get a stroller with a shade." and when I said something about not caring for the treatment/care I was/am receiving, and wishing I could go to birth center, where I would have a lot more options, and wouldn't be pressured to stay for "x" amount of time, she said, "Well, there's a lot of fatal stuff that can happen to babies within the first 24-48 hours that you wouldn't be able to do anything about if you weren't at hospital.")
I'm so sick of people treating me like I don't care about this baby, or that I'm not doing the right things. I'm not doing things I think are risky, I don't see it as a tragedy/emergency if I don't see the doctor every 4 weeks, baby is moving well, I don't see why everyone has to act like I'm *trying* to kill/hurt the baby, or that I'm not doing/trying to do what I think is best. I came home crying, and DF got furious (and I am very angry/upset, too). He went to call the office/human resources/whatever it's called who you talk to when there's something wrong, and tell them that the receptionist/nurse/whoever was *very* rude, and that I/we have been trying to comply with their guidelines, but that I was treated very disrespectfully when I was doing everything I could to accommodate *them*, and tell them that if something doesn't change, then we will be considering moving my/our care elsewhere. (Not mentioning that we have been researching other options already, for other issues. This has cemented our plans.)
I just wish I had more "crunchy" friends in real life that I could talk to, so I'm not always on the computer to talk to you ladies. (Even though y'all are an awesome bunch of ladies!)