First, thank you everyone.
I might as well post a post rather than extending my comments. At my last meeting with my current OB, I got a brief description of the plan for a next pregnancy: cerclage at 12 weeks, progesterone starting at 16 weeks. The doctors had no definitive answers for why I went into pre-term labor based on pathology reports. Some thought an IC (incompetent cervix) and some thought there was a problem with the progesterone production in the placenta, and some thought it was just a freak accident not likely to happen again. My doc falls in the IC category, but I fall into the second because I don’t believe my cervix opened “silently.” I was having contractions for weeks, which I went to the ER for and called the office about numerous times, but having not experienced labor before, I believed them when they told me they were Braxton Hicks because they weren’t close together.
So I guess there’s not much reason for me to be seen regularly before then, except that I want to be. And as I’ve emphasized on the phone, my dates are not as clear as they have been in the past because while I had two periods, they weren’t normal for me, so for all I know I’m not 5w 2d but 6w or 4w.
I trusted Dr. M and the university system until now, because I believed that no one could have known what happened would happen. And I thought that given the extremity of my situation, and the number of times doctors and hospital staff said to me that it was totally unexpected and even “scary” that no one would dare to dismiss my concerns this time. But getting jacked around right away with this pregnancy has very much reformed my thinking.
So anyway, I could entertain you all with stories about yesterday’s conversations (such as being told one doctor had an opening in July!), but I’ll just tell you the results from this morning’s conversations: I have an appointment with an OB outside of the university system! Nurses appointment April 26th and doctor’s appointment on May 4th! Earlier if they have a cancellation. As soon as I mentioned my history, the receptionist got very warm and kind and said, “Well, we want to see you as soon as possible then.” And there’s a maternal-fetal specialist they can refer me to right in the same practice.
At least all of this has distracted me from my greatest current fear, that the baby’s already dead.
Still keeping the ultrasound for tomorrow, though. Right now I actually have some hope that I’ll get good care without arguments and tears.