I had my first appointment with the OB/GYN on Monday. I peed in a cup, was confirmed to be pregnant and was given all of the pregnancy goodies. This strangely enough included a small can of powdered formula. Which I would think would be expired by January. No matter, I have an 8 month old at home.
I go into the office to speak with the man OB about my past history. I all went rather quickly since he had my chart and I was just there in February for my annual. I only had to correct that this was my 7th pregnancy, not 6th and that I had had 3 miscarriages, not 2.
He informs me that although it is my choice, most women who have had a c-section opt to schedule subsequent c-sections as opposed to attempting vaginal birth. I confirm that I am one of those women. He then goes on to tell me I should strongly consider getting my tubes ties. Everything will be open there anyway, so why not? Why not? I'm not done having kids yet, I explain. He tells me to think about it. What is there to think about? You tie your tubes so you don't get pregnant anymore. I would like to become pregnant again. Therefore, tying my tubes would be counterproductive.
Seeing that I'm not at all thrilled with the way the conversation is going, he asks me if I have any questions. I bring up my need of Progesterone. He looks at me as though I have 3 heads. I explain that I took it with the last pregnancy and I had a real live healthy baby. I did not take it with the 3 pregnancies before that and I had miscarriages. Therefore, I would feel more comfortable being on it with this pregnancy as well. "Gee, I don't know." Is what I get. "Let me think about it." "If I did give it to you, I would like to try it orally as opposed to vaginally." "We don't even know you need it." Etc.
Once I explain that my body just won't absorb it if I don't need it, I start to realize that he has no idea what's going on and is just trying to buy some time before giving me an answer. He scurries away and when he returns he triumphantly announces that he's going to allow me to have the progesterone and that it will be exactly the same as the prescription I had last time. He's going to have the receptionist call the pharmacy to find out what it was because it isn't in my file. I explain that the pharmacy won't know because I never filled the prescription. It was a couple hundred bucks and I had already ordered it from France or something. He wants to know the name of the Progesterone I did end up using. I tell him Uterogestin. He says he can't find information on it in whatever book they use to chose prescriptions. I say, well, no it's from France. "France, like the country?" Yes, I say, remember I told you I "got it from a friend." And now that I have prescription insurance and a doctor willing to write a prescriptions, I would rather not have to worry about customs knocking on my door.
He finally tells the receptionist to call another doctor at another practice. I attempt to explain that I've never seen this doctor when the receptionist explains that the man OB doesn't know what to give me so she's calling this guy to ask him what he usually gives to women in the first trimester. She'll call the prescription in to the pharmacy when she gets an answer. I'm confused as to why he doesn't just call and ask the doctor in this practice who gave me the prescription last time, but I let it go.
He does a very quick internal and a breast exam that I wasn't sure why it was needed. Then he tells me to come back on Tuesday for an ultrasound. He tells me I'm pretty early, but the tech will probably be able to date the pregnancy and check for a heartbeat.
I return the next day with my bladder full as I had been instructed. I wait a half hour until I'm about to pee myself and then the tech tells me that I'm early so we're only going to do a vaginal. I pee and then we get started. Once she realizes I'm less that 6 weeks, she's not sure what to do. There's another week or two before she could definitely find a heartbeat. She makes sure the baby is in the uterus and not ectopic. She then can't find one of my ovaries. She does a abdominal and discovers that I have a tipped back uterus. She wouldn't have been able to see anything abdominally anyway. She gives me a picture of my uterus with a blank spot in the middle and apologizes for not being about to give me any concrete ideas as to viability, it's too early. But at least the baby is the right size.
So I leave hoping they will let me have another ultrasound in 2 weeks as opposed to making me wait 4-6 weeks to hear the heartbeat by doppler. Oh, and I asked the receptionist about my prescription and she says it's been called in to the pharmacy. I call the pharmacy and they have nothing for me.
I call the receptionist on Wednesday and she tells me it should be a t the pharmacy now. The pharmacist was mean and rude to her about the fact that he didn't have Crinone 8% in stock and had to order it. She says at least she wasn't asking for micronised. He's have to actually make that himself. Whatever. I call the pharmacy and am told that they have it ready for me. Insurance covered all but 20.39. Spectacular.
I go over to pick it up and find out that 20.39 is one weeks worth of the progesterone. Now it's over $80 a month as opposed to $20. Hell, drugs from France only cost me $60 for 3 months. I also have one refill. Apparently their keeping a tight reign on my progesterone and if I'm a good little girl, maybe I'll get another prescription at my June 2nd appointment.
I had my first appointment with the OB/GYN on Monday. I peed in a cup, was confirmed to be pregnant and was given all of the pregnancy goodies. This strangely enough included a small can of powdered formula. Which I would think would be expired by January. No matter, I have an 8 month old at home.
I go into the office to speak with the man OB about my past history. I all went rather quickly since he had my chart and I was just there in February for my annual. I only had to correct that this was my 7th pregnancy, not 6th and that I had had 3 miscarriages, not 2.
He informs me that although it is my choice, most women who have had a c-section opt to schedule subsequent c-sections as opposed to attempting vaginal birth. I confirm that I am one of those women. He then goes on to tell me I should strongly consider getting my tubes ties. Everything will be open there anyway, so why not? Why not? I'm not done having kids yet, I explain. He tells me to think about it. What is there to think about? You tie your tubes so you don't get pregnant anymore. I would like to become pregnant again. Therefore, tying my tubes would be counterproductive.
Seeing that I'm not at all thrilled with the way the conversation is going, he asks me if I have any questions. I bring up my need of Progesterone. He looks at me as though I have 3 heads. I explain that I took it with the last pregnancy and I had a real live healthy baby. I did not take it with the 3 pregnancies before that and I had miscarriages. Therefore, I would feel more comfortable being on it with this pregnancy as well. "Gee, I don't know." Is what I get. "Let me think about it." "If I did give it to you, I would like to try it orally as opposed to vaginally." "We don't even know you need it." Etc.
Once I explain that my body just won't absorb it if I don't need it, I start to realize that he has no idea what's going on and is just trying to buy some time before giving me an answer. He scurries away and when he returns he triumphantly announces that he's going to allow me to have the progesterone and that it will be exactly the same as the prescription I had last time. He's going to have the receptionist call the pharmacy to find out what it was because it isn't in my file. I explain that the pharmacy won't know because I never filled the prescription. It was a couple hundred bucks and I had already ordered it from France or something. He wants to know the name of the Progesterone I did end up using. I tell him Uterogestin. He says he can't find information on it in whatever book they use to chose prescriptions. I say, well, no it's from France. "France, like the country?" Yes, I say, remember I told you I "got it from a friend." And now that I have prescription insurance and a doctor willing to write a prescriptions, I would rather not have to worry about customs knocking on my door.
He finally tells the receptionist to call another doctor at another practice. I attempt to explain that I've never seen this doctor when the receptionist explains that the man OB doesn't know what to give me so she's calling this guy to ask him what he usually gives to women in the first trimester. She'll call the prescription in to the pharmacy when she gets an answer. I'm confused as to why he doesn't just call and ask the doctor in this practice who gave me the prescription last time, but I let it go.
He does a very quick internal and a breast exam that I wasn't sure why it was needed. Then he tells me to come back on Tuesday for an ultrasound. He tells me I'm pretty early, but the tech will probably be able to date the pregnancy and check for a heartbeat.
I return the next day with my bladder full as I had been instructed. I wait a half hour until I'm about to pee myself and then the tech tells me that I'm early so we're only going to do a vaginal. I pee and then we get started. Once she realizes I'm less that 6 weeks, she's not sure what to do. There's another week or two before she could definitely find a heartbeat. She makes sure the baby is in the uterus and not ectopic. She then can't find one of my ovaries. She does a abdominal and discovers that I have a tipped back uterus. She wouldn't have been able to see anything abdominally anyway. She gives me a picture of my uterus with a blank spot in the middle and apologizes for not being about to give me any concrete ideas as to viability, it's too early. But at least the baby is the right size.
So I leave hoping they will let me have another ultrasound in 2 weeks as opposed to making me wait 4-6 weeks to hear the heartbeat by doppler. Oh, and I asked the receptionist about my prescription and she says it's been called in to the pharmacy. I call the pharmacy and they have nothing for me.
I call the receptionist on Wednesday and she tells me it should be a t the pharmacy now. The pharmacist was mean and rude to her about the fact that he didn't have Crinone 8% in stock and had to order it. She says at least she wasn't asking for micronised. He's have to actually make that himself. Whatever. I call the pharmacy and am told that they have it ready for me. Insurance covered all but 20.39. Spectacular.
I go over to pick it up and find out that 20.39 is one weeks worth of the progesterone. Now it's over $80 a month as opposed to $20. Hell, drugs from France only cost me $60 for 3 months. I also have one refill. Apparently their keeping a tight reign on my progesterone and if I'm a good little girl, maybe I'll get another prescription at my June 2nd appointment.