Week 25 ~ April 28, 2003
~ I'm "more pregnant" than ever!
I had a doctor's appointment today at 9:45 a.m. I drove to the doctor's office with Ana, signed in, and sat in the waiting room. Ana played with her doll and her backpack. At 10:15 a.m., the nurse called me in to weigh me and check my blood pressure and temperature. (I'll go ahead and publicize it - I weigh 137 pounds. This is seven pounds more than I weighed when I gave birth to Ana at 33 weeks). Next, we went to an examining room where we sat . . . and sat . . . and sat. Ana was really good and pretended to give her doll an examination on the examining table. She even pretended to check her blood pressure, like she'd seen the nurse do to me! However, at 11:15 a.m., I was still waiting for the doctor. And I was getting tired and hungry, and so was Ana. So I left. I told the nurse, "Sorry, I've been waiting for an hour and a half and my daughter is hungry. We need to leave." Perhaps it's unusual for a patient to leave before the doctor sees him/her, because the nurse looked at me blankly. She said, "Oh, OK." I went to the receptionist, re-scheduled my appointment and left.
I really like my doctor. Part of the reason I waited, I'm sure, is because he takes his time with each patient, which I appreciate. When I was pregnant with Ana and really sick, I went to his office without an appointment and he saw me immediately, and spent at least half an hour with me. So I don't really fault him. But he's also really busy because he is the head of the family practice residency program at our health network. Almost every other doctor at the practice is a resident, and they come and go, and the schedule is very erratic. The "service" is slow. So that can be frustrating. I really like the idea of having a family doctor, who delivers our babies and sees all of us, but I think I'm going to check out a new pediatric practice that opened recently in our county ( I think it's the only one in our county). It's just down the road. Maybe it would be better for Ana and the new baby to have a pediatrician, anyway. Ah, decisions, decisions.
I still feel pretty good! Ladies at church tell me I look more pregnant now than I ever did with Ana. They're right. I've reached a whole new level of "round-ness"! It kinda makes me wonder what my last month or so will be like. Ana didn't hang around for the ninth month, so I've never been that pregnant. And I'm "more pregnant" already than I was when I delivered her . . . yikes, this could get interesting. Will someone have to help me in and out of chairs? Will I be able to go up and down stairs? Will I spend all of July sitting on my porch, fanning myself and drinking lemonade? (that sounds kind of nice, actually, but unrealistic with a two-year-old around!) It's April, and yesterday was so hot I couldn't stand it! I'm getting a little nervous about June and July!