So. Hubs and I were so excited when we arrived at my doctor's office this morning. We kept giggling over silly little things. We couldn't wait for the ultrasound!
Seated in the plain-ol'-exam-room, I explained to the nurse (I'd never met this particular nurse) that hubs and I were like giddy little school kids, because we were meeting with the ultrasound tech to hopefully find out the sex of our little bundle!! I refrained from squealing be excited for us!
"Um, what? The ultrasound tech isn't here today..."
I wanted to punch that nurse in her face.
So, she took some blood from my arm (birth-defects-tests) and said she would talk to my doctor.
My doctor came in and said, "So, you thought you'd be having an ultrasound today?!" She sounded confused, as if I'd told her I thought pregnancy itself only lasted four days or something.
"Yeah. Because that's what you told me the last time I was here, at my twelve week appointment. You said the tech can almost always determine gender at 16 weeks, and that I should be prepared. So, that's why I brought my husband with me."
She didn't really apologize for the misunderstanding or anything! (Later, when hubs called her something like a frigid biotch, I sort of defended her: what was she supposed to do? Cry about it?)
Then I said, "Well, could you do the ultrasound? I mean, I know you might not be able to tell... since that's the tech's expertise or whatever. But, we were so excited -- and we're both here."
She.wouldn't.do.it. She said she "couldn't" which seemed seriously ridicspice considering she performed the first and only ultrasound I've had -- bac when I was 7 weeks preggers.
Still, she said we could set another appointment ASAP for the ultrasound. I chose this Friday morning at 8:00 a.m.
(They better effing tell me what the hell I'm having.) <-- hormones talking!!
So, continue to enter my contest.
And feel sorry for me, because today was supposed to be super exciting, and instead, all I got was stuck with a mother-lovin' needle.
Seated in the plain-ol'-exam-room, I explained to the nurse (I'd never met this particular nurse) that hubs and I were like giddy little school kids, because we were meeting with the ultrasound tech to hopefully find out the sex of our little bundle!! I refrained from squealing be excited for us!
"Um, what? The ultrasound tech isn't here today..."
I wanted to punch that nurse in her face.
So, she took some blood from my arm (birth-defects-tests) and said she would talk to my doctor.
My doctor came in and said, "So, you thought you'd be having an ultrasound today?!" She sounded confused, as if I'd told her I thought pregnancy itself only lasted four days or something.
"Yeah. Because that's what you told me the last time I was here, at my twelve week appointment. You said the tech can almost always determine gender at 16 weeks, and that I should be prepared. So, that's why I brought my husband with me."
She didn't really apologize for the misunderstanding or anything! (Later, when hubs called her something like a frigid biotch, I sort of defended her: what was she supposed to do? Cry about it?)
Then I said, "Well, could you do the ultrasound? I mean, I know you might not be able to tell... since that's the tech's expertise or whatever. But, we were so excited -- and we're both here."
She.wouldn't.do.it. She said she "couldn't" which seemed seriously ridicspice considering she performed the first and only ultrasound I've had -- bac when I was 7 weeks preggers.
Still, she said we could set another appointment ASAP for the ultrasound. I chose this Friday morning at 8:00 a.m.
(They better effing tell me what the hell I'm having.) <-- hormones talking!!
So, continue to enter my contest.
And feel sorry for me, because today was supposed to be super exciting, and instead, all I got was stuck with a mother-lovin' needle.
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I am bad at waiting. lol
Hang in there, and just know that friday can be a totaly giggle fest instead! How dare she ruin your day! Make yourself a sundae, it makes the world a better place!! :)
At least you get to go on Friday! They could've made you wait til your next monthly appointment.
Good luck on Friday. *hugs*