More joys of pregnancy

Since my baby blog is down AGAIN (how much maintenance can this website require????) I decided to blog here about last week's doctors appt.

So apparently one of the joys of pregnancy bedrest is changes in blood pressure. It would’ve been nice to be warned about this ahead of time. Two visits ago to the high risk ob after my ultrasound while waiting for the doctor I started to feel really light headed and dizzy. They brought me in a glass of water and had me lay on my side and I felt better. They thought it was because they had the head of the bed too low. The last time I went to my regular ob I spent the whole time waiting thinking about how hot the office was and feeling a little sick to my stomach. Last week when I went to the high risk ob…oh lordy! No one ever told me my pregnancy would be filled with embarrassing moments.

I had my ultrasound (during the ultrasound the tech opens the door to the room, starts talking to someone, and then looks at us and says, “You go to Burlington OB don’t you?” Um yes and she motions someone to come in. In walks my regular ob! Who was at the hospital attending a Silpada party. At 10 in the morning. Is this why I have to wait so long to see her at my appointments????? Just kidding cause I love my ob.), but Dr. Roque wasn’t there yet. So we go sit in the lobby to wait…and wait….

And I ask Paul to get me a glass of water. He goes into the office and gets the water and immediately the ladies ask if I’m okay (they are so nice there!) and he says I’m fine. I drink some of the water and I’m starting to feel really hot. As in profusely sweating hot. And I’m fanning myself with a newspaper except my arms start to feel weak so I ask Paul to do it and of course he asks if I want him to get some palm fronds to fan me with. I tell him that my blood pressure is low and I am going to pass out and he needs to get someone.

Paul goes back into the office and says something to the effect of my high maintenance wife thinks she has low blood pressure and isn’t feeling so good.

Well, I showed him! When he came back in to tell me they were getting me some crackers I had laid my head down on the end table (keep in mind this is in a very small waiting room full of people), continued to sweat profusely, and as soon as Paul came back I said, “I’m gonna throw up.” He grabs the garbage can from the other side of the room and gets it to me just in time…for me to vomit in front of everyone. I hear Paul apologizing to everyone. Can you say mortifying????? Luckily the other people in the waiting room were super nice and no one ran out of the room in horror.

The ladies come in with crackers and then go get a wet paper towel and then they find an examining room for me to lay down in and then there is ginger ale and ice packs and I start to feel better.

And then the phone repairman comes in to fix the phone. And leaves. And comes back. And each time tells us what he is doing. Um, okay. It was a little bizarre, but he was very polite.

And then the doctor comes in and tells us about the blood pressure thing. And then a wheelchair comes to wheel me out to the car.

The good news though is that the doctor thinks I look so good that I don’t have to go back for 2 weeks! Of course that also means no field trips for me next week, but I am excited. Of course in 16 weeks I can only imagine how I’m going to feel (do you think Paul could clean out a bedpan?).