This week has been a bit of a doozy already.
Two weeks ago I was pretty sick. If you read my last post, the doctor was baffled that I was coughing up phlegm but that my chest was clear.
Well, I got some news yesterday.
We’ve had this bird at work that had been boarding with us. For those who don’t know, I’m a veterinary nurse. This bird was basically just waiting for one of our bird carers to return from holidays then he was getting passed on to him.
The guy came back today so yesterday we decided to run a plethora of tests on this bird to make sure it was okay.
Now, this bird had been at our clinic for nearly 3 weeks. Over the last week lots of our staff have been randomly getting sick. We assumed that we all work in a small environment so we are just passing sickness around to each other.
Well, probably not the case.
The bird was positive for Chlamydia. Which doesn’t sound like much of an issue, until you realise that Chlamydia in birds is transferable to humans.
Want to know what the major symptoms are in a human who has caught it from a bird? Chest infection. Lethargy. Temperatures.
Guess what we have all had at work? Those exact symptoms.
Everyone else thinks it’s hilarious, but not me. I’m the only pregnant one, and I’m the one who started out with this sickness!
So today I went to my doctor.
I originally had the appointment booked for Scarlett and myself to get our flu shots.
The clinic I go to is a rather small clinic and I wanted to make sure BEFORE I made the appointment that they stocked the junior flu vaccines and that they were available for private purchase (technically since Scarlett doesn’t have any medical conditions, I have to pay to get he vaccine done privately for her).
I was assured by the receptionist that they do have them and yes, they are available to the public to buy.
Well, the doctor had other plans. This clinic is usually great, but wait times are terrible. One time I was waiting just over 2 hours to go into my scheduled appointment. Every single time I’ve been there I’ve had to wait at least an hour. Today was 65 minutes.
Only to be told that Scarlett could not have hers today. That I would have to get a script, go to a chemist and get it ordered in, then come back, make another appointment, then wait for said appointment, and have it done then.
He first tried to tell me that children under 3 couldn’t get the vaccine. I told him she had it last year without any issues. He told me I was confused and it wouldn’t be what she had. I told him it was the junior vaccine and he replied ‘oh I forgot about the junior one’. 😐
I was mad, mainly because it’s already flu season and the doctor was refusing to give her the vaccine. My point of view is that I was told she could have it, I double checked twice! I know they have them in stock and at this moment, there aren’t 10 children in the waiting room asking to be vaccinated. If he needed to get more stock, he could order it and it would be in by Monday- I know how ordering works since I’m in a healthcare business too.
But no, he refused to give it to her. Which made me pissed because now I have to find another day when I’m not working to go to a chemist and order it in, then another day to collect it, and then another day to get th doctor to give it to her and update her vaccine records.
Which brings me back to my chlamydia story.
I explained what happened with the bird and told him what symptoms I had. I reminded him about the antibiotics and gave him a printout of the confirmation of diagnosis of the bird.
I told him my boss recommended a blood test to see if I had it- it’s some sort of antibody blood test to check it my body has antibodies for it (if it does, then I did have it, but if it doesn’t it means I’m in the clear). He immediately told me that he’s not the person to be talking to about this and that if I wanted, he could refer me to a specialist. I declined and asked if he could just give me the blood test and if he knew if the baby was safe or not.
He told me he wouldn’t give me the blood test as ‘whatever happens, happens’ and that a blood test won’t change that.
He proceeded to say that he knows it can cause miscarriage, then he asked how far along I am.
‘I’m just over 20 weeks’
‘Oh! Well it won’t be a miscarriage then, it will be a still birth. You’ll get a death certificate and everything’
He said it like he was proud of picking that little detail up! What the actual fuck?
Anyway, I’m going to see another doctor tomorrow for a second opinion.
I just want my baby to be safe.
So anyway, then I’m at a friends place tonight. This friend is the one I always talk about, my best friend.
At least, she used to be before I had Scarlett. When you have kids before your friends, it really shows who is a true friend and who is not.
This friend always went on and on about being so excited for when Scarlett had her first dance concert. It’s always been something on the cards.
Anyway, Scarlett started dance class in January of this year. We have just been given her concert dates for the end of the year.
While I was at my friends house, I thought I would give her the date in advance so she can plan around it since I knew how much she wanted to come. Literally, this is something she has spoken about since I was pregnant.
But tonight, when I told her, her answer was ‘pffff I’m not going to that!’.
I shouldnt be surprised. This is the same person who knew the date and time of my baby shower months in advance, and decided to stay for 20 minutes out of a 2 hour event because she forgot to roster herself off work.
This is the same person who blew off her first mini maestros (music) concert.
The same person who offered to help set up for her birthday party then came and complained about how much work there was to do, sat on her phone for an hour then left because I wasn’t ‘utilising’ her.
Since Scarlett came along, she’s really not been a great support.
So when she gave me that answer, I couldn’t help but question her. It’s not that I insist on friends coming to Scarlett’s events, but don’t swear that you will be at her first dance concert then give me that reaction.
When I questioned her, her answer was ‘she’s only going to be 2 and a half, she doesn’t even know what dancing is. What’s the point of going to a dance concert to watch a 2 year old do nothing?’
My blood boiled.
Well, you wouldn’t know what she is capable of because you’ve never been to any of her lessons or any of her open days. You never came to her music concert so you didn’t see her dance there either. The point of coming to a concert is support and you are giving fuck all of that!!
I was pretty mad, as you can tell.
I’m sure this week is wreaking havoc on my blood pressure. Anyway, next scan is next week. I’m feeling good, still pretty comfortable and energetic to a certain extent. It’s getting harder finding a nice sleep position. I’ll have to bring out my body pillow soon. I’m feeling short of breath sometimes too, guess that’s just things moving around.
But good overall!