Just a quick update on my last Dr.'s appointment.....
I've gained 4 lbs in the past month! UGH! I'm ALMOST to the weight I was when I delivered Eric! I'm hating that.....
Not much to tell about the appointment. The doctor asked if I was feeling the baby kick. And I told him not that I was aware of yet. Which is a little scary, becasue I know I should be by now. So he listened to the heartbeat and it made me smile. Occassionally we would hear a "thump, thump" and he said "The baby's kicking!" And we continued to listen as the baby tossed and turned. I liked that a lot. Sounds like the little one is quite active! Which is fine while I can't feel it.......
We went over my labs, which were fine except for one thing that showed I had the group A strep bacteria. I think that's what he said. Anyways..I don't feel sick or bad, but I am on antibiotics to get rid of it. I held my breath for the tongue lashing I as going to receive for not having done the glucose test, but I think he must have forgotten that he ordered it. Soooo...I'm going to do that tomorrow. I do want to know if I have gestational diabetes...
The ultrasound has NOT been scheduled yet. The referral was put in, and I should be getting a phone call this week to give me a date - which I will NOT be posting!!! The next you hear from me, you will know the sex!!! Hehehe!
I'm at 18 weeks, and aside from some back pain, feeling fine. Baby seems to be healthy and hopefully I'll have some pictures and MAYBE a video to post next time!!
...to complain about the STUPIDITY of this course I am taking?!?! I am trying to be ever-so-patient, but I really really really hate school. I thought i could fly by since it was a work at your own pace course, but it's taking much more effort and concentration than I had anticipated. Mainly because you have to earn your PhD before becoming a transcriptionist apparently. I've dealt with the fact that I have to know all these medical terms, but having to learn how all the body parts work is a little absurd. I don't care. I'm not treating anybody. I'm typing up the paperwork. I don't care what your disease means, or how it affects your body. That's not my job to know. I just have to know how to spell it. I don't even care where your liver is located or how the kidneys function. The liver is in there somewhere, the doctor will find it, and if your kidneys don't work, that's the doctor's job to fix them Not mine.
As if learning everything doctors have to know is not enough, I apparently have to be quizzed on guessing what is wrong with the patient when they go in to be seen. Say what?!?! I have to know the diagnosis?! ARGH!!!!!!! Just when I thought I had reached the full level of stupidity in my quest to learn how to TYPE A MEDICAL DOCUMENT, I get this on the quiz:
A patient has repeated attacks of lower back pain after eating sesame seed bagels. Her doctor suspects diverticulitis. What x-ray procedure with a contrast material would help make the diagnosis?
Listen. If I'm your doctor, and you come in and say your back hurts when you're eating sesame seed bagels GUESS what I'm going to tell you?!?! STOP EATING SESAME SEED BAGELS!!! We don't need to do a test. Here's the test - refrain from your love of sesame seeds and see me in a week! OH yeah - that'll be $300.....and an extra $200 to type up the report!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After having spent the past few weeks doing errand upon errand upon errand, I decided I was in desperate need of a date day. I was missing John, feeling lonely, and just wanted a change of pace, if only for an hour. So I asked the cutest guy I knew - my son! :)
Now I knew I was going to have to be training him, as this was his first date - but that was okay. I strongly believe in mother-son dates and father-daughter dates, and it's never too early to start!
So I asked Eric if wanted to go on a date. He got all excited and said "Yea-yeah!" and ran to the sofa an started banging his little hand on it. Oh no no no. Is this stuff REALLY ingrained in the male DNA?! Rule 1..Never ever ever go to the sofa first! This is a date! You need to feed your woman!! And no matter what she tells you, son, a girl likes to eat. Feed her!
So I got him bundled up to go outside and no sooner do we leave the house than he's chasing after "someone" else. "Pup! pup! pup!" *sigh* Yes it's a puppy. Rule 2 - Never ever chase after another woman - in fact - don't look at her at all. You're on a date! I don't care how good she can "shake it". He looked longingly after the dog as we climbed into the car. First date. We'll teach him yet!
On the way over, I double checked to make sure he was paying. I looked in my rear view mirror - "You're paying, right?" Silence and the shifting of the eyes. Don't make me go over Rule 3. "You ARE paying, Right?!" Big grin followed by a "Yea-yeah!" Good boy! One less lesson that needs to be taught.
So we get to Taco Bell. I'd been craving it. Good choice Eric! hehehe! His excitement was building as I ordered the food. I got him a sugary HI-C in a big cup which pleased him to no end. I got us seats in front of the plasma screen television and gave him his supreme nachos. He ate contentedly as he cheered for Da Bears (ok..it was a documentary about bears - but he was VERY excited about it). I watched him and thought about how much I loved him and he would look over with his eyes beaming and give me that great big appreciative smile. He sat still the entire time we were there, getting excited over the bears and happily eating nachos. When he was thoroughly covered in nacho cheese and red Hi-C all down his white shirt, he handed me his hand and said , "all Done!"
After a quick and useless clean up I bundled him up again and we headed for the car. It was a nice date. Can't wait for the next one!
