I’m five weeks pregnant and already stressed over it. I know the cause of my stress during pregnancy. I know that it’s because I’m completely freaking out over my first prenatal ultrasound being done at the private clinic instead of the hospital. I know that my hatred of that place actually being so intense that it causes stress during pregnancy is ridiculous.
Going there seems like a bad omen. That was where I went for an ultrasound with the one that didn’t work out.
I hate their policies. I hate (the majority of) their staff. I hate their parking lot and the fee that they charge to park there. I hate walking into the building.
In short, I hate everything about that place.
The last time that I was there for an ultrasound was when I was there for an ovarian ultrasound to confirm that I still had polycystic ovaries. The tech treated me like an object and like I was a terrible person for even speaking. I was supposed to just lie there like a piece of meat on that slab, let them poke and prod, and not ask questions. And as for seeing it? Forget it. They don’t allow for the viewing of anything other than the twenty week anatomy scan.
That part really infuriates me. It’s my body. What right do they have to keep what’s going on in my body from me?
The husband, fortunately, is beginning to think that maybe we don’t need to do that particular one. Our first prenatal ultrasound should be something that we enjoy together, not something that I dread and have to be forced into.
I am an educated woman. I don’t appreciate being infantilized by an ultrasound tech or the policies of an ultrasound clinic.
I think the simple fact is that there are enough things to cause stress during pregnancy without subjecting myself to this kind of aggravation. I should walk in for an ultrasound feeling excited and filled with anticipation, not angry before I even get there.
It should be a time to make sure that everything is as it should be. It should be a time for the husband to see our baby on the screen and have it become real for him. It shouldn’t be a time to feel bullied by medical staff.
While I realize that good prenatal care is important, I don’t think that this even remotely falls under that category.
I’d rather skip it.
Did you ever have an appointment that you weren’t interested in attending?
Originally written on August 3, 2011. I went to the ultrasound and it wasn’t as horrid as I expected. I think that’s because I got a tech who actually had a bedside manner. As for the pregnancy itself, that pregnancy yielded one perfect little girl named Eudora.
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