Second Prenatal Appointment

We went in this morning for our second prenatal exam. There was some… confusion on the appointment. First we were told we were in the wrong office. Then it turned out we were there on the wrong day. But we did the visit anyway. (Note to self: your doctor doesn’t seem like the punctual sort. Make appropriate adjustments.)

The visit itself was remarkably perfunctory. We were given roughly 8 baby magazines (flipping through them — this is a demographic I hoped never to be a part of). They took my bp and weighed me. (No weight gain, but no loss either.) They made me give a urine sample. And then the doctor came in with a portable heartbeat device (my brain is providing me the word sonogram, but I’m not positive it’s right). And there it was — the baby’s heartbeat. It’s very fast, about twice the speed of mine. But it was strong and regular. It actually sounded like machinery, through the interpretation of the device. But definitely there.

He went over my test results (fine, fine, fine, fine, fine). I am apparently toxoplasmosis negative, much to my surprise. My cats must be too, for me not to have gotten it. But that means I need to be even more careful in the garden and around the cat litter. Darn. No changing the litter boxes for me for months! What a pity!

My hematocrit was at 44%. Read it and weep, ladies.

And that was it.

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Brenda currently lives in Stoneham MA, but grew up in Mineral WA. She is surrounded by men, with two sons, one husband and two boy cats. She plays trumpet at church, cans farmshare produce and works in software.

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