Okay...maybe only one crappy was necessary.
Basically...I went in for my routine, 39 wk check up and the MW told me I had a lot of protein in my urine. AGAIN. I didn't feel like I got a really clear explanation, but basically there was something about kidney function and pre-eclampsia (jeez)...They sent me over to the lab for bloodwork and then said that I needed to go to labor and delivery so they could get a "clean catch" of urine, via catheter.
Oh. And while we're talking about things they don't tell you about pregnancy - catheters hurt. Like...I would skip the epidural JUST to avoid getting catheterized. *That* is one hole that things were NEVER meant to go into.
So anyway...did the bloodwork, no biggee. Went to L&D, stripped down, put on the insanely sexy hospital gown (snort. NOT), waited. Waited.
I finally went out to ask the nurse what was going on (Hello, I'm here so you can stick a tube up my urethra and collect urine. Can we please get on with the show?)...mentioned that, oh yeah, my toddler is waiting in the car w/ her grandmother because this was supposed to just be a routine prenatal check-up. The nurse was very nice and stopped what she was doing to explain everything. At least they have that going for them. She said I'd "probably be there awhile." Har.
2 hours awhile.
Long & short, they hooked me up to all those monitors to do an NST, checking my blood pressure every 15 minutes, blah blah. I waited at least an hour for the catheter. Which, did I mention, hurt? The nurse who did it was REALLY REALLY sweet...even as she performed an excruciating procedure. She called me "my baby." Cute, right? She's been an L&D nurse at that hospital for 38 years!!
After that, the MW came in, did an AFI to measure my fluids, which were, of course, fine, and then they finally said...well, the results won't be in for awhile, you can go and we'll call you.
Oh, and by the way, we'd managed to get this far in pregnancy without any ultrasounds, which was sort of important to us....
Anyway...I just got off the phone w/ L&D and...shocker...my urine came back with ZERO protein. I kept trying to tell them (them! all of them! anyone who would listen!) it's just discharge, leftover semen, mucus, I'm fine!!!! But...nooo....we had to go through all of that.
I get that they want to err on the side of caution...but I'm so freaking irritated about the fact that I just spent the entire day in that place, w/ my poor toddler and MIL sitting in the car waiting for me...all to be told what I tried to tell them in the first place: hi. I'm fine.
And DH is worried about the ultrasound and all the monitoring and I've informed him (I'm not usually the wife who "informs" her husband of anything in a commanding kind of way) that next pregnancy, he's not allowed to miss a single prenatal appointment because I totally lose my ability to stick up for myself in those situations.
So yeah...that was my day.
I'm 39weeks 2 days and really, seriously, any day now, Junior. I'm really over prenatal appointments at this point.
So now you know...