D is for doctor visits. For me, one of the hardest things about pregnancy is having the $3 to leave the doctor/hospital parking lot eat time I visit my OB/GYN. My pregnancy has been blessedly easy and problem-free (now getting pregnancy is another story).
Every month it was the same with the nurse: weight, blood pressure, listen for baby's heartbeat. No, no headaches with vision changes. No, no swelling in hands or feet. No, no to the other question I can't remember right now. Yes, yes the baby is moving.
Then my doctor comes in, feels around, comments about my belly sticking out, pulls out the tape measure, and asks me if I have any questions. Usually I don't. It's not that I don't have questions about pregnancy but that I (or Dan) have already looked up the answer in one of my books or online. When I have had questions, complaints really, she's been very helpful and pro-drug. When I complained of migrains on Sundays she said it was OK to drink an extra cup of tea or coffee. She also said Pepcid or Zantac was OK for my heartburn. And they were very quick to get my anti-nausea medication when I called crying during morning sickness.
Thus far, my pregnancy and doctors have been great. Knock on wood, again.
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