Saga Continues

What a week! My body, this baby, wants to create a story like no other.  The fFn test was positive so I went to the nearest hospital (per my midwifes request) for further follow up, or so we thought.  I cannot even begin to explain my emotions walking up to the triage unit.  What a paradox: being a nurse, but HATING and DREADING everything hospital when it comes to my body and pregnancies.  In my worry, confusion, and all unanswered questions I found myself crying and with my guard up.  As a doula, homebirther, breastfeeder, and midwife user I KNEW what to expect.  Once I got into the triage room an hour later, I could over hear all the conversations and how I became the talk of the unit. 

The inconsideration of hospital culture STILL baffles me, even as a nurse.  I wasn't asked nor was it explained to me "may I put on these monitors to watch the baby and you?"  It was just done as routine.  The doctor got under my skin even more with his condescending attitude towards the fact that I CHOSE to have a vaginal breech birth with my first child who was sitting right by my side, in which i was induced.  He asks "ummm why were you induced?" After my short but sweet explanation he looks at me sideways like "hmmm wow things sure have changed." I asked him what he meant and he said "well we don't induce before 39wks...breech... well that another story" My blood was already boiling and irritated by the fact that I was there, but I just wanted answers and if any time medical intervention was needed, this would be a good case (possible preterm labor at 28wks).  I annoyingly said "yeh I know the rules now (holding back b/c I wanted to say although most docs don't hold back on inductions) but that was 11 years ago and THANK heavens I didn't live in Arizona then. Oh yeah he asked "soooo your a doula right?" I looked at him dumb founded because I never told anyone that.  So I told him "yes and I'm a nurse" looking like whats your point?

He proceeded to then tell me my options in dealing with the current situation because I showed no signs of contractions.  Basically, do nothing but follow up with my midwife in a week.  Forget the fact that I've had cervical change.  I say all this to say, I went to the very spot most families in the world consider "Gods House" so to speak and got nothing more than a hefty bill I cant afford and sent right back to my midwife who is really concerned about me and my babies well being.  My midwives are awesome!  They go above and beyond, force me to be on bed rest, and get results.  The saga continues next week as I have been seen by another OB today, got a scrip for battling yeast which she thinks is causing this problem, so we will see.