The rest of the story....

I anticipated a longer break in time between these two posts, but my last student cleared out sooner than expected, so you get the rest of the story (ala Paul Harvey) sooner than tonight.

Sooo... my local doctor refuses to measure my cervix. Frustrating as hell, but whatev. After all, that was to be the last time I would be seeing him, as we will be traveling the extra distance from now on to Ma.yo in Rochest.er to see the MFM we were (supposedly) set up with.

I asked my husband today to call May.o and get an appointment set up ASAP with our MFM in Rochester for a date with wandy, for my own piece of mind. He is amazing, as always, and promptly places the call. What do we find out? My local doc hasn't sent ANY of my information to Ma.yo, they have no record of me besides my NT scan, and they had no idea that we were planning on delivering at May.o with a Ma.yo MFM. DOUBLE WHAT?

Uh, okay. Great. Okay, well can we set up an appointment anyway, and I will get my record in the mean time? Uhhh.... no. Ma.yo requires a referral from my local doctor. Which they are resisting to give. WHAT. THE. HELL?

So I politely explain the situation to the M.ayo receptionist, tell them that my local doctor is refusing to measure my cervix, even though I've asked, and that we planned on delivering in Rochester anyway, since they have the best facilities around. The receptionist was incredibly polite and understanding, and I am currently waiting on a phone call from a nurse at the clinic to give me more details.

Seriously? At almost 19 weeks pregnant with triplets, I'm NOT being unreasonable by asking for an appointment with an MFM and asking to have my cervix measured. I didn't ask them to serve me a 10 course meal in the process or for them to dress in drag as they do it. Shit, these aren't even things I should have to asking for. My local doc should have set me up from the very beginning and should have been sent my entire file a long time ago, considering the hospital he works for can't support babies born before 35 weeks. He freakin' knew delivery at our local hospital would be impossible.

Ugh. We liked this doctor so much in the beginning. And now I feel like he's dropping the ball during the most anxiety filled part of this entire pregnancy for me.

Hopefully I don't ever have to go back and see my local doc for anything more than routine visits after these babies (hopefully, oh please) come home with me. But until then I would be completely fine not seeing him again. UUGGHH!!