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Just had another doctor appointment. My doctor, apparently, went on vacation out of the country today and did not alert me to this fact ahead of time. He called last night to check on me and my phone’s ringer was off (d’oh); surely he would have mentioned this had I picked up the phone. I found out this morning when I called his office to say that today is my due date, I haven’t had the baby yet, and should I come in for an appointment today.
So I had to see the third doctor in the practice this afternoon, who I’ve never met before, and he was somewhat brusque, not forthcoming with information, and quite clearly wanted us out of there as quickly as possible.
I understand needing to work quickly since they are short one doctor, but it’s my first baby, my regular doctor left without warning, it’s my due date, labor has not started and shows no real signs of doing so, and I just wish he would have slowed down and showed a little compassion. As it was, I was able to hold back my tears of frustration until after he left the room.
I’m ok now though. So, I am still dilated only 1.5cm, the baby is showing good movement, and they are going to schedule an induction for December 11 in case I still need it by then.
Hopefully I won’t. And all those weird feelings I was having last week meant nothing. That’ll teach me to trust my instincts. Apparently they don’t work very well.