Literally and figuratively.
I'm sick again. Coughing...asthma...all the good stuff...
Last night I felt my airways practically close right up and I had to rush to my neb machine. It was an awful feeling. Then I went to bed early. I had an emergency appt with the pulmonary doctor this morning. It was the first time I met him and I immediately didn't like him. His bed side manner was horrible and he rushed in and out.. I had told him I noticed a pattern that I seem to feel better only when I am taking steroids. He then put me on Advair, we'll see if that helps. I think Advair has some sort of steroid in it which he said was safer than prednisone for pregnancy. I'm definitely calling my primary doctor to see if he can refer me to another pulmonary group. As I will not be seeing this doctor again. He might be "book smart" but I just can't get past a horrible bed side manner. That should be the first thing they teach doctors in med school. Seriously.
Maybe I'm becoming more picky about doctor's in my old age or something. But to me they have to have the whole package. Good at their job and a great bed side manner. Is that too much to ask? Maybe. But I don't care.
I also made some calls this morning to find a new OB. After a few rejections and speaking to a few snotty receptionists (another thing that bugs me!) I finally found our new OB and will be seeing them on March 7th. Perfect timing since next week I will do the glucose test at the old OB and the following week I'll get my Rhogam shot...and then I'll be on my way!! I hope this all works out well! The receptionist was really nice, so that's a good start :)
Ok, I'm going back to bed. I was falling asleep in the doctor's office this morning.
Time to get myself well again.