Here for my anatomy scan...Just kidding!

So today's OB appointment was a total waste.  The doctor we saw today was cool as shit.  Unfortunately he doesn't do deliveries since he is the medical director.  I am figuring out how this practice works little by little...and it sucks.  It's really like 4 practices under one roof...there's the regular OB, MFM (which is the group I see), regular u/s, and MFM u/s (which is what I see).  And somehow, no one seems to communicate with one another.

So at my last OB appointment with one of the nurse practitioners in the MFM practice, she wrote me an order to come back from my anatomy scan today (at 16 weeks, 6 days).  I happily obliged because I never miss an opportunity to see my babies.

So we show up after our doctor appointment and sit in a waiting room.  And we sit.  And we sit.  50 minutes after our appointment time we are finally called back. I excitedly roll my maternity pants down and hop on the table.  The u/s covers me in goo and goes "So why are we even seeing you today."  Umm excuse me...shouldn't you know that?  So I reply "For my anatomy scan." Her response "Well I don't know who told you that because it's too early.  We can't do those till at least 20 weeks." So wait a minute...you mean to tell me I have been sitting here wasting my entire morning when I could be at work for a scan that you can't do.  Ok.  Gotcha.

So she says, well I guess we can get some measurements.  Yay.  Finally some good news.  So she turns the screen towards her.  I cock my body in a desperate attempt to see the screen but to no avail.  I ask her if I can look at the screen to and she tells me that she'll show me at the end. Fine...bitch.  So I lay there.  And then she starts in on "So why are you even an MFM patient anyways." (Her words).  Well dumb bitch with a high school education...it's because I am pregnant with twins and I had started off this lovely journey with a subchorionic hematoma that led to a threatened miscarriage.  I didn't quite say that, rather I replied with "Well I think because I am carrying twins."  Her response "Well twins doesn't make you high risk." My response "Well obviously my doctors feel this is a high risk pregnancy for me." Silent thought "Now shut the fuck up and do the scan."

So she does the scan.  Doesn't say a word about how either of the babies is measuring.  Doesn't tell me what she's looking at.  Nothing.  At the end she says "Ok all done." I looked at her blankly and said "Can I at least have some pictures."

She hands me three u/s pictures that barely look like babies.  Really!!!!  I know you budgeted 75 minutes for that u/s so there was really no reason why she couldn't take an extra 5 minutes and take at least 2 decent pictures of my babies to tie me over to the next u/s.

So annoyed right now!!!!!!!!!!!!! Unfortunately, the way my insurance is, I can't switch practices without paying through my nose.  Oh how I love working for a teaching medical university!

So here are some pics of my blobs courtesy of a white trash bitch with no bedside manner.

Baby A-I call this one "Look ma, no arms and no legs"

Baby B- I call this one "Swiss cheese" or "Chewed up chewing gum"
Baby A and B-looks like Baby B is kissing Baby A's butt: