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Not the Best 1st Doc Apt

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I have the worst memory, otherwise you'd think I'd know my baby stuff by now. I know to ask more questions than just assume stranger doc knows best, but two kids and no Mr Smith easily has me flustered. It was supposed to be a quick first apt. Just tell me there is a heartbeat. It's the best part, right?

Well, I didn't expect to have to deal with a cervix / internal uterus check with two kids today. It completely flustered me more as she walked out of the room matter of factly. Why didn't I just say no, I don't think that's necessary? Because I didn't want to tick a doctor off today? She already ticked me off when she wouldn't believe me when I said I was 12 weeks pregnant, not 14 weeks. I tried explaining that my periods were 40 days apart and I actually tracked this one, "we'll see" at the 20 week apt, but what I should have said was "you mean 18 weeks?". I'm ready to switch offices, at least physicians. The other doc I saw there for my quick thyroid visit was great. I just didn't like her vibe which is a shame to ruin one of the happiest moments...your baby's heartbeat for the first time!

My veins weren't good enough for a full panel and ANOTHER thyroid test so I have to go back to the lab tomorrow. It's already hard enough to draw my blood on a normal day. I hate just doing what the doc says without knowing exactly how much I'll be paying for. Does anyone else get frustrated with this? And now I need to try and call my old doc office to see if they'll send over my last pap smear test results? I just really hate doctor stuff. 

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  1. Teri Looper10 October, 2017

    Ahem......someone tried to tell you but you didn't listen.

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