Note: this post could be really annoying. Someone complaining about her OB. I apologize if it comes out the wrong way, but she sure is a Mega Bitch. I am grateful to be pregnant but I need to unload a bit.
The short of it is I don't think I am going to switch practices.
I spoke with the Glenda the Good OB about the situation. I prepared for it like a high school student, bulleting out my main and supporting sub-points. I felt almost nervous when I started to deliver the message - so much was riding on an effective delivery.
I nailed it. Whew.
My favorite line was recapping how the Evil OB turned the story against me by searching for my so-called real problems at home or at work. Crud, I don't think I told you that part.
The Evil OB must have felt my powerful eye-daggers piercing her all over with a white hot pain. She said I looked concerned. Was I sure something else wasn't going in? Perhaps something at work or trouble at home?
"I am pregnant and I am bleeding from my vagina. What part of that isn't enough to cause concern?"
Why oh why can't I think of those things when the situation is at hand? Woe is me, I only was able to say it to the Good OB when retelling the abuses I suffered with her partner.
The Good OB totally disarmed me with one statement, telling me she wishes this was the first time she had heard something like this.
I guess the Evil OB is, in fact, evil. Glenda the Good OB tells me if I felt dismissed or judged I very likely was.
I feel validated. That counts for a lot. I can avoid the Evil one and that counts for more.
I shopped around for another OB. I have slim pickings for such a fancy schmancy suburb. Even confirmed my options with my lovable RE. When it comes to pedigrees, no other practice compares.
Even though we are donor egg, Good OB will write special orders for me to have ultrasounds performed at another hospital with better equipment. Problem solved. This is the route w went Toddlerina anyhow. It is not hard and I find value in the extra drive.
We will likely schedule a c section rather than try for a vaginal birth after caesarian. I fear the risk the uterine rupture. I know the odds of it are less than one percent, but my first still born daughter Mannie was even lower odds. I don't take comfort in numbers.
No more bleeding. I sure think I might feel some movement. Cracks me up.
Toddlerina turned 2 yesterday. Fertically challenged Mommas take hope! Your Take Home Baby can happen.