What is it with the Medical Community?


Were they born stupid when it comes to communication skills or what?

Angi had another bout of headache/high BP type thing so off we go to the doctor / hospital again Saturday evening. Of course the dingbat went to the grocery store (I originally told her to go check her BP) but then she figured while she was there (with 150 over 100) she should swing around and buy a few things including a full size cake & a pie (WTF??)

So, now our fridge has a pie, a cake, and she's on full bedrest. She can't touch Becca or do nothing with her other than kiss her good morning when I bring her in. This should make things interesting at work. Going to talk to them see if I can work from home for the week or something.

Anyway, the doctor tells her he won't induce because 'little white boys' as he put it (? anyone ever hear Jeff Foxworthy's stuff? How about the 'southern talk' and the neurosurgeon) Anyway, apparently white males do not develop their lungs until the last moment or so, so anything they can do to not deliver them is a plus. So he's stayin in there for at least another week.

They find a urinary tract infection that didn't exist the night before for some reason. So they prescribe us something at 10PM in the south. As you can guess, that means no drug stores are open.

So I finally get it after noon on Sunday. Angi reads the warning paperwork with it and it lists about everything you can be about pregnancy and how not to take it.

So to be safe, she calls the pharmacist who says (and I shit you not) 'well, they tested it on animals and didn't have a problem so you should be OK'

She wasn't exactly thrilled with that response. So yeeeeee-haw. We're in the south.

Posted: Sun - August 17, 2003 at 06:24 PM           |

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