Weight Gain: 18 pounds
Baby Kicks: Other people can feel them!
Mental Health: Ugh. Don't ask.
Can I tell you something? I am absolutely horrified by my weight. When I climbed on the scale at my appointment, I was half a pound away from Crossing the Bar.*
Speaking of my appointment...not only is Dr. Loompa clueless, but his entire office staff is run by morons. For the 2nd month in a row, the date on my appointment card has been wrong. This time, my card said, "Friday, January 25". Since no such day exists, I assumed the senile receptionist looked crossed-eyed through her bi-focals and really meant "Friday, January 22."
I showed up half dead with a bad cold and wrestling a squirming 4 year old. Then I sat miserable in the waiting room for over an hour** because the stupid old woman meant next Friday. Then everyone on the staff gave me attitude because I dared to be pissed off and ask to see Dr. Loompa anyway. (How dare I?)
I didn't have a voice and I couldn't stop hacking--of course I wanted to see the doctor!!! I thought my cold was turning into walking pneumonia (like it did last year) and since I'm pregnant and can't take anything, I didn't want to screw around with it. So sue me, Oopma Loompa staff. And hire someone who can read a calendar. Gawd.
Dr. Loompa needs to make this button*** and pin it on his lab coat, because he was pretty worthless:
After going through the normal pregnancy well-visit BS of pee sticks, scales, and finding baby's heart beat--he listened to my lungs and said, "Sounds clear. You can take pills like amoxicillin, okay? If gets bad."
"If gets bad"?!? Seriously?!? I have zero energy, I've missed 3 days of work, and it keeps getting worse! Instead of a perscription for something helpful, he handed me the forms for my glucose tolerance test.
Squee.
Meanwhile, I'm still sick. This is ass, you guys.
*Crossing the Bar - verb. Act whereby the nurse reaches across the scale and slides that huge lump of metal up to the next 50 pound incriment, and you gasp in horror and embarassment. See also: I've never weighed that much in my life!, or I'm wearing a REALLY heavy sweater today.
**Boring waiting rooms, 4 year olds, and pregnant moms half dead with colds don't mix. I'm too traumatized to say any more about it.
***I'd like to make this button and mail it to him with my final payment.
15 comments:
I am 25 weeks pregnant and "crossed the bar" at my appointment last week too. Luckily, I knew that it was coming so I had mentally prepared myself for the last 4 weeks. I have convinced myself that the doctor's scale is at least 5 lbs heavier than real life so I'm still considering myself under the infamous 50 lb mark.
I HATED the scale while pregnant! I had gained 30 pounds by the time I was about 27 weeks and then got gestational diabetes, put on a diet, and didn't gain anymore. If I hadn't been forced into a diet I'm sure I would have been crossing the bar quite a few more times!!
Hope you are feeling better!
Why in heaven's name are you STILL going to see this doctor?!? Jaci!!! Unless he's the only option allowed by your insurance, you would be better off at pretty much ANY OTHER office, even switching at this point. Come on, girl! You can find good material for blogging elsewhere . . . please, oh please do this for yourself!!
I agree with Stacie!! When we moved, I had to be on Medical for one OB appointment. I hated it. Doctor didn't say a word to me...oh. until he was doing an ultrasound and I looked up and said "Oh my! It's a boy!" and he responded..."looks like it." Really? Change doctors!!!! :)
Hang in there. I crossed the bar 5 years ago with my youngest and haven't seen below it since (10 pounds over). I need to loss another 20-30 pounds to be back at my pregancy weight but even on a 1000 calorie diet, I still can't get that darn thing to move in a "better" direction. I would agree, go see someone else, I wouldn't waste my time on him anymore, you don't want him to screw something up with your delivery, God forbid. Hope you feel better soon.
Hang in there girl and keep us posted. I have loved keeping up with you and the new little one.
What a bummer that you're so unhappy with your OB. I hope it gets better for you there. I remember I avoided the bump until the last few weeks and when she moved that little dial I about lost it. Ah ha ha.
I'm sorry your doctor and his office suck. That makes it about 100000000 times worse, I'm sure.
I'm so sorry you're sick! It sounds awful, and I know just what you mean about how useless the OB folks are when it comes to anything non-vag or boob related. It just seems like during those 10 months it should be your one-stop shop - life is complicated enough! Anyway, feel better soon!
Yuck, I hope you're feeling better soon. And not to pile on, but you obviously don't like your doctor. Is there any way you can change? I feel so badly for you every time you talk about having to see him.
Ah no, you need my Dr Barbie - she is super. But maybe South Africa is a bit far for check ups? Hope you feel better soon.
I just stopped looking, I turned around and stopped watching the scale increase. You know you can't stop it, so you might as well quit the torture. Enjoy a brownie!
I'm just wondering like Stacie and Katie--why do you give this guy business? Unless you have no options I would pick another doc to give my money too-you deserve more than what you're getting from this turkey!
Stupid doctors...stupid stupid doctors...that button is perfect. I mean seriously...how can they seem so incompitent sometimes?? Having an awesome doctor is almost too good to be true...savor it while it lasts...mine passed away in November. Finding another awesome doctor...well, lets just say I am worried that it is impossible...and don't get me started on receptionists...
Is this about the time when everyone crosses the bar? I just went in at 24 weeks with a total weight gain of oh I don't know.. 16 pounds!!! From the beginning, I've exercised, try to eat decent, haven't had a crazy texas-sized appetite, and steer clear of desserts in hopes of NOT gaining more than the recommended 20-25 pounds. It's bad enough that I didn't "get" to lose weight because I had zero days of nausea.
You'd think that by not letting myself go and staying active and healthy would be helpful. But no, I get a quick "Be careful, your weight spiked 6 pounds from last month" from the doc. She wasn't exactly mean, but DEAR GOD give an already self-conscious pregnant girl a break! Does she think I enjoy watching my waist expand to a now 40 inch circumference? Does she not realize that I have cried over a dozen times because I can only imagine how hard it will be to return to my normal size??
Summary: I'm definitely going to be gaining more than 20-25 pounds and I might cry at the next appointment if she "nicely warns me" again.
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