That would be… to the baby.
Dr. WCS told me not to listen to the head of the practice, who had declared the anemia to be dilutionary. Hemoglobin of 10.1, he said, is not dilutionary, and the head of practice would have gotten that one wrong on the Board exam. Terrific.
He gave me the name of some iron for kids that he thought I might tolerate better and said even half a dose is better than nothing. He thinks a blood transfusion is very unlikely but that I’ll feel a lot better after the delivery if I’m not anemic. I know I don’t need a extra reason to be run-down and exhausted after delivering a baby, so hopefully the new stuff won’t be so bad.
In good news, I get to have a scan in two weeks. Haven’t seen the kiddo since around 18 weeks and didn’t expect to. I know she’ll be too big to get a really good view and the tech will just whip through lickety split measuring body parts, but I’m excited anyway.
I asked the doctor what would happen if I went into labor early, re: who would deliver me. “Why?” he wanted to know, “Who don’t you like?”
“Well,” I told him, “I’m still mad at Dr. Twelve for telling me it looked like I had another baby in my stomach the day after I had Gatito.”
“That was pretty bad,” he agreed.
“And also when she did a follicle check, she said I had lots of follicles, which can’t have been true since, in fact, I had DOR, so what was she counting? Ants? And I don’t want Dr. Barbie.”
“She left the practice,” he interrupted me.
“Oh, one less thing to worry about. Also, I didn’t like how Dr. B was screaming down the hall to Dr. D that he’d had to section her patient the night before.”
“Yes, Dr. B is pretty grumpy about being on call.”
“I need your magic hands,” I told him.
I mean, his surgical skills are the main reason I’ve put up with all the other dumb things he’s done and said! That and the ability to have conversations like this one with him.
So he rewarded my brattiness with promises of his CELL PHONE NUMBER and a 90% chance that if I go early, he’ll come in to deliver me even if he’s not on call! WOOT!
About the iron … durnit! I had been clinging to the hope that the head of your practice was right. Can you tell me the kids’ iron suggestion? Maybe I’ll try that.
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Got it, thanks! I’ll give it a shot.
Squeeky wheel my dear, not brattiness. the doctors sound like brats!
Way to be your own advocate. Many of us aren’t as good at that as we should be.
Here’s hoping you don’t go early and it will all be moot.
I can’t remember if you dealt with anemia after Gatito’s birth or not…I went through it with A., and looking back, I realize it made the whole post-partum thing *much* worse than it had to be. So I hope you can find some iron you can tolerate, so you aren’t dealing with anemia after the little one’s birth! And congrats on getting the star treatment with your doc. Good to know such methods can work…