Yes. From hell. I think I need an extra large DQ blizzard to make myself feel better.
My appt was at 10:30 am. I showed up at 10:25 with 2 kids in tow - 5 year old Ella and 17 month old Emerson. I am used to waiting for quite a while at the OB, sometimes about an hour until you actually see the Dr. But today was just dreadful.
First of all, the waiting room was SO full. Pet Peeve: why do people bring SO many people with them to prenatal appointments??? I understand if you have to bring your children with you, or if you want your husband or your mother or something to be there. But honestly? There was one woman there who brought two friends with her. Just like...girlfriends. To a routine OB appt. Another woman had her husband, her teenage daughter, and the daughters' boyfriend. What the crap? There is limited seating in there and these people take up chairs when it is completely unnecessary for them to be there. Ugh. First rant over.
So I pee in my cup, take it back to the nurse. Sit and wait and try and keep my kids well behaved and quiet. Really, they were super good today, considering Emerson was exhausted. I only brought 1 snack, a granola bar each for them, and they were eaten within the first 5 minutes. After about 45 minutes (11:15) I got called back to do my weight and blood pressure with the nurse. (Gained even MORE weight. Like, 6 lbs in a week.) Then it's back out to the waiting room until the Dr and an exam room are free.
12:10, and we are still waiting. The waiting room is packed. My kids are starving and Emerson is in desperate need of a nap. Not only that, my DD starts Kindergarten at 12:30 and her school is 25 minutes away. Yeah.....going to be late.
Get called back to a room. Told that we'd have to do GBS swab today because I won't see him again until 37 weeks. But he is with a patient who needs multiple sutures removed, so go ahead and wait 5-10 minutes before I take off my pants and get under the paper sheet. At this point I can feel myself losing it, emotionally. My kids are grumpy (understandably) and my hormones are getting the better of me. I'm on the verge of tears because I am so fed up with waiting.
Then the OB pops in and I am not changed yet because I didn't want to chase a toddler wearing a paper sheet. He says he'll come right back and leaves so I can change. I sit on the exam table and try to keep Emerson from accessing medical records on the computer at the desk. Half naked.
10 minutes later, the nurse comes in and informs me that the OB has been called over to the hospital (it's across the street). I completely lose it and start bawling and say "That's OK, I'm pretty much DONE here." She was so super nice and took my kids to get some crackers and apple slices from the snack room while I got dressed again. She said he should only be 20 minutes at the hospital and she could make sure he saw me right when he got back. I changed and wiped off my ugly bawling face as best I could LOL. We ate apples and crackers until he got back 15 minutes later. Then I changed into my paper sheet again and we waited for him to come in the room. It's 12:45 when he comes in. Over 2 hours later than my appt.
I'm measuring 36 weeks, he did the GBS swab, and baby's HR is good. Then he looks at my U/S results from Monday. I now need to have a fetal echocardiogram because the latest U/S showed a possible heart defect (coarctation of the aorta). It was not detected on my 20 week ultrasound. So now I have to go for a detailed U/S of baby's heart to see if the defect is really there. It is a narrowing of part of the aorta that restricts blood flow and causes high blood pressure. It usually requires surgery soon after birth depending on the severity of the restriction. There are no known causes and is extremely rare.
Finally at 1:00 pm we are on our way home. I decided to let DD skip school because I am just pooped and Emerson needs to nap so bad, not shuttle Ella around to school and back.
So we get home at 1:30 and now I am just grumpy about everything. Thanks for listening to my rant/novel!