Still fucking fuming, but my mom calmed me down a lot.
I show up 5 minutes early, sign in, am called back within 15 minutes and have my weight/bp checked.
Nurse: "What was your weight pre-pregnancy?"
Me: "Um, about 130."
Nurse: "Oh... Oh-kay."
Me: *looks down at scale, shows ONE SIXTY EIGHT POINT TWO* "That's not right!"
Nurse:
Me: "Seriously, at home I'm 155."
Nurse: "Mmmmm-hmmm. Follow me. Exam room 4."
Me:
Now at home I'll weigh myself on the same scale maybe once a week before a shower. I don't mind a doctor's scale being off 5 pounds or so, plus any bloating or extra weight I may be carrying. I know it varies and it isn't an exact science, but I feel like they should have factored in my variables since it was THIRTEEN pounds off.
I was 130 on my home scale before pregnancy, and have remained consistent anytime I get on, including just now when I got home. I've gained about 22 pounds. Last time their scale was about 8 pounds off my measurements, which I didn't really question. I figured stress, bloating, constipation, or whatever would make it a few over plus that famous 5 pound gray area.
But now I think it's a calibration error of almost 10 pounds. I explained this to the doctor when he got in the room. Since he didn't start seeing me as a patient until I was 20 weeks, his office doesn't have a record of pre-pregnancy/early pregnancy weight. They only have the number I gave them. I tried to explain to him the difference between the scales, and how if I had come in at 8 weeks or so, I probably would have measured in the 140s, not the 130s, showing a difference of a little over 20 pounds.
Dr : "Now, you see that doesn't matter. Your pre-pregnancy weight was in the 130s, which means you have gained over 30 pounds. That's a red flag."
Me: "But if I've only shown about 20 pounds of growth at home, then it would probably be reflected here too. Last month it was almost 10 pounds off, but I didn't think anything of it."
Dr: "No, dear, you're missing the math. 168 minus 134 is a weight gain of 34 pounds."
Me: "But I'm saying it would've been a higher starting number with your scale. If yours weighs me 10 pounds heavier, then 168 minus 144 is only a 24 pound gain."
Dr: "But, Ms.W----, your previous weight was 130."
Me: *blink blink*
I had to face the fact he was NOT going to admit his office scale was calibrated differently, and he proceeded to lecture me for 20 minutes on how I need to be careful. More fruits and veggies, less fats, less processed foods, go walking more, add in manual chores like mopping, take the stairs... Not only everything I started doing to become healthy in the first place, but everything I've already been doing to ensure it stays under control.
Can I just...
I've struggled to lose weight for a years. I finally hit my goal weight and size and was feeling fucking amazing and healthy. I've done so much work and research it would probably flabberghast you, doc. My GP was proud of me. There was no greater feeling than coming out of a doctors appointment without the note of "lose weight" on my chart. I made it. I did it for me.
Now all my hard work has been torn to shreds by some asshat who wouldn't listen to reason when I explained why I was wasn't too concerned. I understand it's his job to make sure me and baby stay healthy. I understand he gets hormonal women in there all time who have to have "you're getting too big" explained to them. I want this to be a team effort and for us to have an understanding, but today he seemed unwilling to partner together. He's not my first pick for OB, but between my insurance fiasco and everything going on with my dad/his disability hearings, I can't afford to change practices.
He also decided to "officially change my EDD" to 2/27. It's 6 days difference from 3/4, but he prefers to use the LMP over the sizing in the sonograms.
I'm going to stick it out and hope this was a bad day or a fluke visit, but I don't feel like doing anything. I'm not going to walk today, not going to clean, nothing. I'm going to binge Burn Notice and cry until people get home.
I finally did it. I was finally healthy in all the ways I wanted to be.
Then he shredded me by not listening.
On a positive note, Peanut is too big to really run away from the Doppler anymore, and the nurse let me listen to the nice, strong, loud heartbeat for a good 30 seconds while baby kicked like crazy. I'm going to think about that.
Re: Let's start with a rant, shall we? (Tuesday Randoms 11/18)
I had the worst visit with a landlord today. She openly judged me being a single parent. She wouldnt listen while.i tried to explain that bd lives in oregon, he is uninvolved by his own choice. But this lady still kept questioning that.
This lady looked at me like im some dumb kid and tried to tell me im a booth renter(bitch im not if i were id be making a hell of a lot more money). And on top of that bf and i got into a stupid fight today and it left me feeling like this.
But i also feel like this.
But. I have this awesome job that makes me feel like this.
@St3wd im sorry you had a bad day at the doctors. Dont worry about it to much.
BFP: 07/14/2014, EDD: 03/04/2015
I love that panda gif its so cute. Im not happy with bf and my best friend forever is making it worse by drudging up all the bad shit thats ever happened between him and i. Bf and i agreed to leave all the shit in the past and start fresh. Being reminded of a time when he was a mean drunk hurts because that guy isnt the guy im with now.
I met with another land lord a few days ago who was nice and helpful and professional.
Throwing leaves