So this post has been a bit delayed. That was because I am becoming less and less energized, and more and more emotional. I am sure those of you that I text message all the time are getting a feel for just how raging my hormones are as of late. So the morning sickness is really going away. I still can't eat much and definitely can't eat the same thing more than twice, and that second time is usually forcing it down.
I have lost another 2 pounds this week. I was not nervous about this at first since my mom told me she lost about 60 pounds while she was pregnant with my oldest brother before she gave birth and her doctor told her she and the baby were fine. She told me to just let the doctors know that weight loss runs in the family. Plus the pants still aren't fitting in the waist so obviously the baby is still growing.
The husband has been great. When I do actually get a craving he is very loving and brings it home to me. Luckily I don't crave much, that and I am still scared to eat the cravings I get on a whim because the baby has burned me on that in the past and made me sick right after eating it. Yes my baby is already mean to me.
I also went to the doctor on Monday to get the official medical diagnosis of being knocked up. And I got the results yesterday that indeed I am medically confirmed to be knocked up. I love my primary care physician. She is great. Very reassuring. I feel confident that even if I am not completely comfortable with my OB/GYN I still have my PCP. She made sure that I was completely checked out and in tip top shape. She made sure that I had a contact number for her in case I freaked out or had a concern after office hours which she totally didn't have to do. She also made sure I knew that if I had any issues with billing to call her and she would get it straightened out. She brought back my faith in the medical profession. She saw me right away. I think I waited maybe a total of 10 minutes from the time I walked in the door of the office to actually having the doctor in front of me, and that counts the time it took to weigh me and get my height. She also personally called me with all my blood work results, and after the dumb people at the pharmacy couldn't figure out my prescription for my prenatal vitamins.
When I say the people at the pharmacy where dumb I mean retarded. When I told my doctor what they were having trouble deciphering... (DSS 0.8 mg).... She kinda sounded confused and said that that was the dosage of the pill.... When she hung up, I was like OH MY GOD, those people have to be complete morons....they are pharmacists and didn't know how to read a dosage measure on a prescription. I wont be going to that pharmacy again
She did scare me a little bit. Because I am asthmatic she was concerned about my recent weight loss. She let me know that asthmatics have an increased chance of low birth weight. (I am trying to thing positive and think about the fact that Husband's family produces big babies, so maybe if I do have a low birth weight baby it will be a normal baby) She also said that there are a number of other complications that are increased with asthmatics, and because of that she referred me to a pulmologist as well.
The other think I really liked about my PCP is that she actually cared about the surgery I had 10 years ago. She is the first doctor that I have had since then that thought hmmm maybe a major surgery like that should have some follow up. My surgeon at the time didn't even think I should get followed up.
Even with all the new concerns I have about the possible complications, I feel better knowing that I have an awesome PCP that cares about her patients. Its a nice feeling when I come from a belief that doctors don't really care they just want to diagnose you and get you out of their office and collect the fees.
So until Friday, my first appointment with the OB/GYN....
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