Ftidays agenda.

First up, Allergy shots. Fun! I get to the MD's office in downtown Framingham and they will not give them to me because I got a flu shot on Monday. Apparently a woman had a bad reaction a few weeks ago and ruined it for everyone. NICE!

I treat myself to Starbucks and make my way to the pike. Only to enjoy a lovely sea of red tail lights before me. Ugh! I gave myself a bunch of time today, since I have a bunch of appointments. Since I have ample time today I decide that I am going to be daring and actually find my way to the BWH parking garage. (Instead of parking at Children's and walking through the hospital.). I notice that my gas light is on, lovely, trying to find a gas station in Boston is like looking for a needle in a haystack! I did manage to find it, success! I proceed to floor 4 to find a parking space, and in the matter of 2 minutes I manage to loose my parking ticket, of course I need to have it validated to pay the discounted parking rate. (seriously?). I decide to pay full price and proceed in to the hospital, Starbucks is already kicking in!

Next up, anesthesiology and neurology consult, I meet a lovely Anesthesiologist who asked me about my films, she pulled my previous records and then asked me if she could keep my films for a while agreeing that there was no need for me to stay here all day. She was particularly concerned that Spencer was delivered under a regular spinal, not just an epidural. She assured me that she did not think that I would have any issues if I hadn't before with Spencer, however, she just wants to make sure and run it by the team.

I make my way downstairs to my NST (non stress test) and without fail, not a seat left in the house, LOVE IT! ( I can't help but think, what a long day today is going to be!). I wait about 20 minutes and they call me in, I got a lot of angry looks by people waiting, I think ultrasound must be running behind. But I love my NST's, to try and get the baby to move they give you juice, they must not read the patient's chart... it's got "Gestational Diabetic" all over it! (hehe). I drink a few ounces and he starts to squirm. Yes!

Good thing I didn't get to excited, failed NST...again! Figures out of the 4 beds in the NST room, I am the only one that fails, and has to wait the entire 40 minutes on the machine, only to be sent for a BPP, unbelievable! I guess that you have to just laugh, my luck sucks!

Next up, ultrasound to check the amniotic fluid level, baby's weight, and to get the BPP scores. I wait so long in ultrasound, I should have my very own seat, I see a lovely bunch there as well, a lovely specimen of a mother of already 3 children, and she, you guessed it, pregnant again. She was a spoiled little brat that complained over and over again about how this is disrupting to her schedule. I wanted to slap her! the 3 Kids were so disrespectful to her, I couldn't believe it! She must have been with her mother. The nicest thing I can muster to say about her is that I liked her " I am a vegan" shirt. She finally took the kids out of the waiting room! Thank god!

I waited 45 mins, insane! Everything looks the same, off we go to Advanced Fetal Medicine, and guess who is in the waiting room, the winner of mother of the year, her name is Kearston, and she lives it Fall Riva. I know all of this and more, due to a very inappropriate conversation that she was having in the waiting room. First with a dental office about the miscommunication of an appointment, then with her mom, then with Chad, then a girl named Melissa who is going to go and pick up her other child from school. OMG, I just noticed that she is wearing PJ's and actually looks high on something, she is talking about a mile a minute too, I can't help but wonder, maybe this is why she is here. She goes on and on telling them demands....I am mad but clearly I think it's hysterical its like a reality show gone bad! The kids are playing on the water machine now. They call her in and the entire clan goes into the office. Next they call me in, yup, right into the office next door. Perfect!

After about 30 minutes, 20 of which I had to listen to those crazy screaming kids next door. My new OB enters, Dr Carusi, she reminds me of Popeye's Olive Oil. She said that Dr Feinberg has filled her in to my entire medical history. She asks me some questions and then she asks to see my incision. Looking at it, she thinks that it would be best to make another incision, due to the scar tissue. She said that my previous scar looked fantastic! After a few minutes of questions, we decide that I ready for my csection. One more all day of appointments and we are good to go. I go up to the labor and delivery floor to obtain my MRI's , the anesthesiologist informs me that I should be completely fine with a spinal...Yay!