Saturday...and in the hospital...BOOOO! But it turns out that I do have a few funny stories...surprising huh? Well sit back and let me take a try at telling a few good stories...
Story #1:
So I have been in Labor and Delivery since I came here on Thursday...basically there are 3 sections of the hospital. Antepartum is where you go before you have the baby if you are stable, but having problems, L&D is labor and delivery, and postpartum is where you go after you have the baby....ok, so now that I have that covered, I have been in L&D since Thursday. Last night Dr. Adam came to see me and said that they would move me to antepartum as soon as they had room, but that the only room available was a semi-private (I would have a roommate) and that she had "seen who was in the room, and she almost got run over by a fat woman in a wheelchair"...yes my doctor said those words...I have come to figure out that my doctor does NOT like fat people...kinda funny to me...actually at my last doctors appointment with her she said to me, "thank you for not being fat"...ha...man my doctor says what she wants...anyways, so she said she was not going to put me in that semi-private room b/c she "wouldn't do that to me"...Cut to this morning, and my nurse said we are going to move you...I was like ok, so I start trying to get my stuff together, then my nurse casually mentions that I am going to have a roommate...WHAT THE HELL?? It took everything inside of me not to cry. I don't want to lay in the hospital and I sure as hell don't want to lay in the hospital with a stranger...anyways, I clamly mentioned to the nurse that Dr Adam had mentioned that she was not going to put me in a semi-private room...and the nurse was like I don't know why she would have said that...So she finishes packing me up and I get into my stupid little wheel chair, and we are heading to meet my new roommate...we roll past the nurses station on our way, and Dr. Adam is there...and I say, "Dr Adam! , they are putting me in a room with a roommate..!" I wasn't really yelling, but I made sure that she saw my eyes were yelling...well as you can tell from my previous posts, my doctor says what she wants and doesn't take any crap...she proceeded to reprimand my nurse (in her thick German accent...actually I am not sure it is German) telling her to turn me right around, that I wasn't going anywhere...they could move someone else, but that she has "seen" who is in the other bed in that room and that I was not going in there...WHEW! It was awesome...after she got done telling my nurse to take me back, the head nurse came over, and she proceeded to tell her off too...I have never loved my doctor more than I did right then...highlight of my week by far. Nobody messes with Dr. Adam...
Story #2:
This story is pretty short. My Mom and 2 more of my brothers (Chris and Marky) came into town this morning...bringing my brother total to 3 (Jeff is the only one not here). This afternoon my mom and Chris came to keep me company...pretty boring for them, but I was glad to have someone around...Chris is a farting machine..why is farting so funny sometimes? Maybe I am delirious. Anyways Chris is in medical school, and just finished his first year (way to go Chris)..anyways I asked Chris if he would go get me some peanut M&Ms (I better not eat too many b/c if I get fat Dr. Adam might punch me in the face)...so Chris leaves, and then returns...and gave me a bag of peanut M&Ms, then threw another bag on my bed, then another, then another....the little farter bought me 10 bags of peanut M&Ms...it was really funny when he did it...thanks for the good laugh Chris...now go sit on the pot...