Friday, September 02, 2005


We were referred to a maternal and fetal medicine specialist, one who has an excellent reputation both for successfully shepherding high-order multiples into the world and for his skills in selective reduction. We were pleased and thought optimistically that we might meet him this week, begin to form some sort of plan.

However, the simple act of calling for an appointment has been an unimagined obstacle; I tried several times from work, sneaking to my car and clutching my cell phone in desperation as a ten minute hold became a twenty minute hold that turned into a disconnect. So Jeff tried a half-dozen times, as he was home, and finally managed to reach a receptionist on Monday. With incomparable incompetence, she insisted that Jeff was mistaken and that I was only at six weeks' gestation (it was nine weeks on Wednesday) and said that "the doctor is not available for regular appointments but will call you for a phone consult within the next six weeks." Seriously, that was her answer.

Dr. FYC is contacting his office to see what can be done. In the meanwhile, I am trying to focus on eating and functioning and working and eating and trying not to wonder what the future will hold and eating some more. I do not want to eat--want nothing less, in fact--but have read enough about how important weight gain is with multiples to feel compelled to try. The book that several of you recommended--"When You're Expecting Twins, Triplets or Quads" by Dr. Barbara Luke--is both fascinating and daunting: How on earth will I gain eighteen pounds by week twelve while battling constant nausea?

After trying to follow a fairly healthy diet for the last twenty years, I'm now admonished to start snarfing platters of steak and pork chops, pounds of lasagna, mountains of mashed potatoes, tubs of ice cream, butter and hamburgers, Egg McMuffins and Hostess Fruit Pies, and all without being able to enjoy them one single bit. The thought just makes me want to cry. And puke.

I just don't think I can manage it. And I didn't realize that feeling like an inadequate mother could crop up this early.


Blogger Susie said...

I read a good bit of that book when I was pregnant with twins (earlier in this pregnancy). Read some reviews of it too. Many people have big problems with her diet advice, but most feel that the rest of what she says is right on. I read a bunch of reviews and found them reassuring in terms of my decision to disregard the whole "egg mcmuffin" thing she was pushing.

Good luck getting the appointment with the specialist. I can't imagine why this is so tough -- is he the only one you have access to?

2:49 PM  
Blogger Suz said...

I need to get that book. Fortunately, gaining weight has never been a probably for me, but I know what you mean. Never has food been so un-enjoyable.

3:14 PM  
Anonymous akeeyu said...

Good grief.

I don't even know what to say, honey. I'm kind of tempted to send my mother over to that new doctor's office to whale the tar out of Little Miss Know Nothing Receptionist. Hey, my Mom's small, but she's feisty.

Do you think it would help?

4:00 PM  
Blogger penelope said...

What a hopeless medical establishment. I hope there's a better person or somehow someone gets through to that guy.

I'm really sorry you're feeling sick. Perhaps just eating bland snacks all the time? I really don't know but the greasy stuff must be pretty unappealling.

I'm rooting for you! Whatever lies ahead.

all the best,

5:50 PM  
Anonymous Jenn said...

That is unbelievable that you couldn't get an appointment! Hopefully your RE will get you in. When I called for an appointment with my perinatologist way back when they offered to have me come in the next day.

6:22 PM  
Anonymous Tine said...

Nausea sucks. (I'm going through the same thing. Well, not triplets, but nasty, nasty nausea.) Just do the best you can. Eat what and when you can. Your body will amaze you with its ability to provide for your babies.

6:27 PM  
Blogger Cricket said...

Wait until you're 12 weeks. Then you'll gladly eat the whole house, or so they say.

I hope it works smoothly with this dr. Kind of hard to trust somebody you can't even reach.

7:04 PM  
Blogger Emma Jane said...

Bad, bad, bad, bad doctor! Make Dr. FYC work that connection. It's ludicrous that you can't get through.

The secret to my (not particularly desired) first trimester weight gain was Jamba Juice. Got a big yogurt shake on the way into work every day, and sipped at it over the course of the morning; keeping my stomach continually slightly full kept the nausea at bay.

8:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I guess I didn't focus on the number of pounds I was gaining, I just tried to eat every time something sounded good. If this meant drinking 4 glasses of milk or 10 bowls of cereal, I did it. It IS hard in the beginning when you're constantly nauseous. I had to eat every 2 hours in order to conquer the nausea. If I missed the 2 hour mark, it got so much worse. You'll figure out what works for you.

Good job getting your RE to go to bat for you. The other doctor's secretary seems unreasonable.


10:35 PM  
Anonymous Z said...

i HATE idiot office staff workers!!! especially if they work at an RE's or pregnancy specialist. i'm so sorry you're going through that.

you and your little three are in my prayers for nothing but the best outcomes...

10:29 AM  
Anonymous Day said...

Bugs, as you know, I was high risk and learned that maternal-fetal medicine specialists will not see the mother until 12 weeks gestation - it's protocol. I hope your OB can convince them otherwise.

5:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hoping that with time you can enjoy the fact you can eat so much. When pregnant with twins I craved a coffee shops cheeseburgers with fries (and gravy thank you very much!)like you would not believe. Funny things happen when you are with child let me tell you. Have to say though that whatever feels good to you will be fine with the baby provided you are taking those pregnancy vitamins. Cheeseburgers or not my twins arrived just fine :)

9:43 PM  
Anonymous thalia said...

Blimey what a bitch! It's amazing the people who go into careers for which they are entirely unsuited. Keeping my fingers crossed that Dr FYC sorts this out for you.

5:47 AM  
Anonymous Jan said...

Hi there, I've just found your blog through another and wanted to post some words of encouragement. I have two friends who have been pregnant with triplets and both delivered all three (c-section and a little early, but otherwise no great scares). One lot were conveived naturally and are now 8 years old (3 boys) and the other lot were conceived through IVF and are now 10 years old (2 boys, 1 girl). All physically and intellectually normal (one of the three boys had his leg in a cast on and off for his first year because his brothers had squashed him a bit but is now fine). I didn't know either woman at the time they were pregnant but oddly, both of these women are rather petite and I struggle to imagine where they put 3 babies, but they managed. I've been through IVF unsuccessfully myself and was warned of the possibilities, so I have imagined your situation and don't envy you the decisions you may have to make, but I hope that like my friends you have a happy outcome. Love and luck.

9:18 AM  
Blogger Lala said...

I know you're going through a world of hurt right now. All I have to say is "microwave pancakes" or the ones from McDonalds. I eat them every day.
Good luck, still here as always.

2:59 PM  

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