A Rant

I tend to sugar coat things sometimes. I want to remember things as perfect and wonderful so I convince myself they are. Well in this case they're not. The pregnancy is great. Really it is. I feel great, the baby's growing good, what more could you ask for? Maybe a competent doctors office would be a good start. I like my OB I really do. It's the same doctor I had for both Midge and Boo as well. In the months before I became pregnant with this baby the office made some major changes. Instead of being a private office it combined with a hospital affiliated practice. They moved to a different building and the entire staff changed.

Unfortunately it was not a change for the better. Many services that were offered through the old office are now only offered through the hospital. This is not nearly as convenient as what I was used to. The new nurse is horrible. I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt I really did. She is new and I understand that, but she acts irritated and annoyed with any questions I have and I really don't ask many. I have never been a nightmare patient. At my appointment yesterday she didn't take a urine sample, didn't ask how having the flu went, and didn't ask if I had been having any more problems. I would've brought any of this up on my own if I could have gotten in a word edgewise. We had already decided that this will be our last little one but if it wasn't I would be forced to go somewhere else next time.