Really?!

I feel that I get a "pass" on positive today thanks to my very positive, thankful post yesterday. So today I get to express my true feeling of the day....REALLY?!

As if there wasn't enough going on to deal with...I had to call the doctor's office this morning because I suspected that I had not one, but two infections happening in my poor little body. A nurse called me back a few hours later and said that she suspected I was correct about the bladder infection (common with an epidural because of the catheter), and said that my concern that I might have an infection in my uterus of some kind made me need to come in to see the doctor. So, reluctantly, I agreed to show up at 1:10 for an appointment.

Now, I must remind everyone that the doctor who was with us all day on Friday was AMAZING and she truly is the bright light in all of this truly crappy experience. So at least I knew I could count on her to be understanding, compassionate, and perhaps most of all, as quick as she could so I could get out of the place of the pregnant women otherwise known as an OB/GYN office.

It CANNOT be said that the office staff shares her amazing qualities. We have had problems all through this experience with the office staff saying STUPID things that, had they looked at my file to see what was going on with me prior to opening their mouths, could have been avoided. So after sitting in land of the pregnant women (including one teenager obviously in her third trimester...REALLY?!) for about 10 minutes, they call me up to the desk. The lady there looks at her computer at my information and says, "When you're ready you can go leave your urine sample." Now, this seems like an innocent statement to the average person. However, if you've been pregnant lately, or know someone who has, then you may know that this is what they say to all of the pregnant women when they arrive in the office. So my thought was....REALLY?! But before I could even truly process that, it gets BETTER (which if you are reading this, you probably know JUST how sarcastic I sound while saying that...). The same lady glances back at her screen (probably because of my facial expression) and says, "Oh what am I saying?! You don't need to do that today. Congratulations! How are you feeling?"

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REALLY?!

Although I was tempted to answer her quite truthfully....I simply decided to go with, "Not very well."

Thank goodness for our doctor. And for my husband NOT jumping over the desk.

The doctor discovered what she believed to be a small piece of placenta still in my cervix, which she removed and prescribed a healthy dose of antibiotics. She expects all to be well by Wednesday.

I've said to people before that I'd like people to feel like they can talk to me without worrying that I might spontaneously combust. However, I now feel the need to ask of everyone just one thing. If you're trying to come up with something to say, please avoid the phrase, "Congratulations! How are you feeling?" It may just be the cause of combustion.