As the week is winding down, it’s slowly dawned on me that I’ve had no less than 7 (seven) health-related appointments this week:
- 1 routine ob-gyn
- 2 non-stress tests (ultrasound included!)
- 1 asthma doctor visit (routine)
- 1 dentist visit (routine cleaning)
- 1 meeting with doula (hired!)
- 1 therapist appointment (what? trust me, I need it!)
That’s in 5 days, mind you. I feel like I should be presented with a trophy for the most conscientious patient of the week, or something. I feel a little exhausted by all of it. Also, by the amount of walking I did today, in the bitterest cold and snow, about 4 miles, give or take, which is about double what I had planned initially. How come? Oh, I don’t know–could it be that THEY FORGOT TO TAKE A KEY MEASUREMENT AT MY NON-STRESS TEST APPOINTMENT DURING THE ULTRASOUND TEST and they called me in a panic urging me to come back after I had walked almost all the way home (.75 mi)? Yes, yes, it could. So…I walked on the same route as the bus I usually take there, hoping to catch one, but none showed up until I was there already, when I realized they diverted the route for the day because of some street work (d’oh!). And I got to do YET another ultrasound.
Don’t get me wrong, I LOVED seeing my baby again – she was sucking her thumb, adorably so, and kicking her little ballerina legs all around (much too adorably) – but… I just wish that, you know, they took the time to get all their measurements in one session. That’s not too much to ask, no?
And there I was again, knowing that the bus didn’t work and pondering the cab (did I mention it’s like 20 F outside?) and then it started snowing really prettily and I decided to walk again for another mile, I mean, exercise is exercise, right? I walked slowly so I wouldn’t fall (it was getting slippery) and by the time I got home, I kid you not, we had a 2-inch deposit of snow easily. So beautiful! First real snow of the season! And COLD!
Btw, about these ultrasound technicians: are they trained to tell you how cute your baby looks? Do they take special lessons in ingratiating themselves to their patients? Because I’m pretty sure it’s VERY hard to tell how your baby looks from the jumbled weather map you’re presented with on screen (especially with the older ultrasound machines). And yet, every technician now has been telling me how cute she is, how adorable, and this one today even went as far as to offer to babysit for her, since she was so incredibly precious! And that’s the first time around, BEFORE she had to apologize for hauling me back in for a second time. All they’ve got to work with is a few black and white blobs on the screen so truly, I must be missing something.
Not that I’m not sure that’s she’s perfect and adorable. I’m her mother, after all. Of course she is. I’m just wondering why they say this… and I’m pretty sure that they probably say this to EVERYONE else (they’ve got to, right?).
At home I felt like something… warm, so I actually baked some paleo almond bread and had a few slices with veggie burgers and some kale I cooked with leeks and garlic…supreme deliciousness!
/End of rant/ (because: exhausted: because: see all that walking through cold/snow, above)