My third trimester is starting, hooray!
I am not as nauseous and sick as I was before… now I only throw up occasionally.
The other day, I took my glucose screening test. The nurse asked me what I ate. I said I had McDonald’s with a Powerade. She said, Are you sure you want to take the test? Because if it comes back high, you’ll have to fast and take the 4 hour test. I should have listened.
I hate going on post because I always get lost. I figured since I was there, I’d take it anyway, despite the Powerade — I was confident that since I usually eat healthy anyway, the McDonald’s wouldn’t make a difference. I was wrong.
The doctor called to tell me that my glucose screening test was high, and that I had to take the glucose tolerance test instead.
So I got lost driving for like 45 minutes, made it in there after 8:30-ish, and didn’t eat anything since the night before. The nurses said, We told you to take it another day instead! (This is true, I remembered for my son and daughter, I had taken it in the morning and had not had anything to eat or drink before taking it.)
They took my blood, and then I had to wait about an hour before they gave me that super sugary drink that tastes like Kool-Aid. After that, another hour for my first blood draw, and an hour after that, and the last hour after that (1 hour, 2 hours, and 3 hours intervals). I finally left a few minutes after noon. I hadn’t eaten all day either (and they took so much blood!).
Of course, my results were fine. (I mean really, I’m like almost 7 months pregnant and only weigh 125 lbs.! I knew I didn’t have gestational diabetes!)
I had a non-invasive genetic screening test done in November. Surprisingly, Tricare paid for the whole thing! (A lot of insurance companies won’t.) I had went to a civilian perinatologist for it. They had 3D/4D ultrasound capabilities and a genetic counselor on site. Tricare paid for it because my regular OB/GYN had deemed I was an “at-risk pregnancy”, so I was given a blanket authorization for all services (including testing) from the perinatologist.
I was worried about chromosomal abnormalities, especially since a woman’s chances of a baby with Down syndrome is 1 out of 350 at 35, and the ratio gets even slimmer with maternal age. My screening came back low-risk; but I was informed that a screening test is NOT the same as a diagnostic test. I did not want an amnio or a CVS since there is a risk of miscarriage with both tests.
However, my baby has two soft markers that I am worried about, at my second trimester ultrasound, an EIF and a short femur. I was told that the soft markers shouldn’t be a cause of concern because one, I am short; and two, EIF are somewhat common in babies whose mothers are Asian. I usually follow-up on these conversations with the fact that my father-in-law is a pediatrician. (Seriously though, how wonderful is it to have a father-in-law who is a pediatrician, especially when you’re pregnant!)
How wonderful would it be if Grandpa could be the baby’s pediatrician, am I right? I had actually asked my hubby if his dad was his pediatrician, and surprisingly he said no… I supposed it would be unethical to have your own children as your patients though. (Although my hubby’s pediatrician did come to our wedding; he works at the same clinic as my father-in-law.)
But I had loved my son’s pediatrician and my OB/GYN in NYC. He delivered my baby instead of some random doctor on-call in the labor ward; and my pediatrician came to the hospital to check my baby (again, instead of some random doctor that was on-call duty at the hospital). For my daughter, her pediatrician in NC was actually in the delivery room with me! After my doctor delivered her, her pediatrician whisked her off with her father to check her.
That’s one thing that I worry about… this will be my first time having a delivery at a military hospital. So I know that I will end up with whoever the doctor on-call is, which makes it very impersonal; the same for the pediatrician… and some Army hospitals don’t even have a pediatrician on-site, you just see a primary care “physician” instead (who sometimes isn’t even an actual medical doctor, but an advanced practice registered nurse instead). Like, my PCP is actually a FNP (family nurse practitioner), and not a MD.
Anyway… I guess I’m just praying that whoever delivers my baby isn’t some newbie on the job getting his feet wet for experience.