Update
On Wednesday Paul said he would take over the phone calls so I could get some rest. Rest was not really had since I was fielding phone calls from both our mothers wanting to know what's going on. He finally got through to the Binghamton office in the afternoon and was able to make an appointment for Monday morning. We relaxed (slightly) and tried to go on with our week.
Thursday morning I get a call from the office here in Norwich, Binghamton wants to know why I didn't show up for my appointment at 8 am and can I please call them back. Apparently, late Wednesday afternoon they managed to finagle me in for Thursday morning and called my old number (repeatedly) and left messages. They got it off of an old sheet in my file and didn't bother to confirm it against the computer. They didn't even think to look in the computer on Thursday morning. They just called Norwich, and they (ta-da!) LOOKED IN THE COMPUTER! And the doctor was scheduled to be in surgery for the afternoon, and out of town for Friday and Monday, and what do I mean I have an appointment for Monday, oh here it is, but the doctor won't be here anyway, and can we call you back in about two hours? I made sure she had my current cellphone number, my number at work, and when I was leaving to go to work. After we hung up, I flipped. I was so livid, I was literally shaking. I tried to call Paul and let him know what was going on, but I had to calm down before I could dial. Then my mother called. Then his mother called. Then Norwich called to confirm an appointment I had cancelled with them. Do these people not communicate? Then, as I'm trying for the hundredth time to go have breakfast and start getting ready for work, Binghamton calls back and tells me I'm in for Tuesday. Okay, good. Then she tells me what I'm scheduled for...
8am ultrasound
9am amniocentesis
consultation immediately following
(basically I have this doc's whole morning)
I never agreed to the amnio, shouldn't the consult come first? I asked her this, and she said we'll talk before he does it, but they have the block of time for it scheduled for in case I want to go through with it. That way they're prepared. Way to scare the preggo! I had this vision of him walking in the door and sticking me with this huge needle before I got so much as a "How d'you do?" out.
That was the end of the phone calls (for now). We've been waiting for Tuesday, while trying not to think about Tuesday, and trying not to plan beyond Tuesday. Paul's brother complained to their mother about us not cluing him in to what's going on... How are we supposed to do that when we don't know ourselves? His girlfriend (aka baby momma) has suddenly taken to calling my mother in law every other day or so to ask if there's any news. (she's never ever called my mother in law before for anything) My mother took a leave of absence from work because she can't focus with all this going on. She's ready to drop everything and rush up here if I need her. With my depression issues in the past, and those I've likely inherited from her, she's expecting me to lose it if this all goes south. Even if it's only Down Syndrome, she isn't confident I can handle it. To be honest, I don't know if I can either.
Bottom line: tomorrow is a big day. May the Gods/spirits/etc be with us.
Thursday morning I get a call from the office here in Norwich, Binghamton wants to know why I didn't show up for my appointment at 8 am and can I please call them back. Apparently, late Wednesday afternoon they managed to finagle me in for Thursday morning and called my old number (repeatedly) and left messages. They got it off of an old sheet in my file and didn't bother to confirm it against the computer. They didn't even think to look in the computer on Thursday morning. They just called Norwich, and they (ta-da!) LOOKED IN THE COMPUTER! And the doctor was scheduled to be in surgery for the afternoon, and out of town for Friday and Monday, and what do I mean I have an appointment for Monday, oh here it is, but the doctor won't be here anyway, and can we call you back in about two hours? I made sure she had my current cellphone number, my number at work, and when I was leaving to go to work. After we hung up, I flipped. I was so livid, I was literally shaking. I tried to call Paul and let him know what was going on, but I had to calm down before I could dial. Then my mother called. Then his mother called. Then Norwich called to confirm an appointment I had cancelled with them. Do these people not communicate? Then, as I'm trying for the hundredth time to go have breakfast and start getting ready for work, Binghamton calls back and tells me I'm in for Tuesday. Okay, good. Then she tells me what I'm scheduled for...
8am ultrasound
9am amniocentesis
consultation immediately following
(basically I have this doc's whole morning)
I never agreed to the amnio, shouldn't the consult come first? I asked her this, and she said we'll talk before he does it, but they have the block of time for it scheduled for in case I want to go through with it. That way they're prepared. Way to scare the preggo! I had this vision of him walking in the door and sticking me with this huge needle before I got so much as a "How d'you do?" out.
That was the end of the phone calls (for now). We've been waiting for Tuesday, while trying not to think about Tuesday, and trying not to plan beyond Tuesday. Paul's brother complained to their mother about us not cluing him in to what's going on... How are we supposed to do that when we don't know ourselves? His girlfriend (aka baby momma) has suddenly taken to calling my mother in law every other day or so to ask if there's any news. (she's never ever called my mother in law before for anything) My mother took a leave of absence from work because she can't focus with all this going on. She's ready to drop everything and rush up here if I need her. With my depression issues in the past, and those I've likely inherited from her, she's expecting me to lose it if this all goes south. Even if it's only Down Syndrome, she isn't confident I can handle it. To be honest, I don't know if I can either.
Bottom line: tomorrow is a big day. May the Gods/spirits/etc be with us.