Quarantine
I’ve been getting a lot of DM’s from people who noticed I haven’t written a blog in a while and are asking me how I’m dealing with this whole quarantine while being pregnant.
To be honest, I wasn’t used to this. I’ve always dreamt about how I wanted my pregnancy to be. I didn’t expect going to my doctors appointments alone. I didn’t expect my appointments would be from a computer. I also didn’t expect being stuck at home 24/7.
I can tell my husband was a bit frustrated as well, but didn’t show it. He has a background in the medical field and I have a background in finance. So going to my appointments was frustrating for me because I couldn’t really explain to him what the doctor had talked about during my appointments when I arrived home. I would forget the medical terms they would use and I would end up saying the wrong thing. When I would get blood work done, my husband would ask what the blood work was for and my reply would always be, “I’m not sure.” It was just frustrating. It would be easier if he was there with me. He is definitely not shy asking questions. When I had my ectopic pregnancy surgery back in 2016, he was questioning the anesthesiologists about what medications he was going to give me and what doses. It was a totally new language. I just knew he was there to make sure I was getting the best care.
When I did tell my husband the things that upset me, he had a gut feeling I needed to switch doctors. I told my husband I didn’t want to deal with the stress with finding a new doctor so I decided to just stay with them during my remainder of my pregnancy.
When I had my 20 week ultrasound, which was considered to be a big one, I had an ultrasound tech who was such a bitch. The receptionist walked me over to the room and told me to have a seat. I put my purse down and sat on the chair while waiting. The ultrasound technician came in and I was greeted with a “why aren’t you laying down?” Not a hello. Not a friendly smile. I remember asking her if dvds were available so my husband can watch the appointment when I got home. She said sure! Which totally made my day! At the end of the appointment, she told me she forgot to put a DVD in so nothing was recorded and brushed it off like it was not big deal. I got really emotional and waited until she left the room to let the tears fall down my face. She noticed I was ready to tear up that she put the sonogram on my belly, which had a big amount of ultrasound gel and left the room. I took the sonograms off my belly and started cleaning the pictures off with paper towels that was near by, then I cleaned off my belly. During the ultrasound, she took different variations of views of my baby. When she did a frontal view, “lenses” is what she typed on ultrasound, she mentioned that my baby looked creepy. She also made comments every time I got excited. We saw the baby moving their lips/mouth so I said, aww the baby is singing! The tech commented, “or the baby is just moving their mouth.” Shut the fuck up already and let me enjoy my fucking moment. I kept it cool until I got in the car and just released all the anger that just built up during my appointment.
Ultrasound Tech forgot to put the DVD in when we started the 45 minute ultrasound.
During the weeks after, I wanted to keep a happy vibe going. I didn’t want the baby to feel the stress I was feeling. I wanted to make sure the baby was comfortable, happy, and healthy. So I decided to drop it and learned to just let it go. My husband is also doing a great job keeping me stress free.
However, when I feel like everything is going according to plan, I get hit with another thing. I swear it’s like one thing after another. I’m not sure if this whole quarantine and people working from home is making people slack off, but I’ve been seeing multiple providers during my pregnancy. I’m seeing my main obstetrician who is going to be there and deliver my baby, I’m seeing a registered dietitian which she referred me to, a maternal and fetal doctor, I had an echocardiogram done about 3 weeks ago, and even an ophthalmologist for this diabetes they still say I have even though my A1c is 5.4. I get my explanation of benefits today from my insurance and I noticed it said I owe almost 10k. All of these providers are NOT in network with my insurance even though they supposedly have done a insurance verification check before I started care. No one requested authorizations. No one did shit. They looked at my insurance card and assumed it was an Aetna Open Access plan and scheduled my appointments. My insurance ended up being an Aetna EPO, which they do not accept. Instead of getting angry and stressed, I messaged all of my doctors that I seeing and told them the negligence her staff has caused and told all of them I needed to transfer. All of the doctors I saw were great! I really enjoyed working with them, however it’s there staff that needs a little work. I’m sad to have to transfer, but I do deserve the best care from the front desk service, techs, and doctors.
After I messaged all of them, I didn’t dread on it. I continued breakfast with my husband and just enjoyed the moment with each other. We watched TV, we talked about this little baby growing inside of me, he playfully made fun of the way I roll out of bed. It was just such a nice environment. We played and tickled our sweet little Peanut pup! Things couldn’t be any better for us. Sure we are still dealing with this quarantine, which I know I can’t do anything to change it, so I just got to wait and ride it out.
