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Sevi and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad OB/GYN Experience

5 Pregnancy Tests In, OB/GYN Visit 1

All of the pregnancy tests recommend that once you get a positive (or in my case 5), you should call your OB/GYN for confirmation on your pregnancy. Luckily, I’m really good at following directions and did just that. With 3 months of consecutive birth control under my belt, my ovulation cycle was out of whack. At this point, I was looking for some answers on the 5 positive tests lingering in my bathroom in disbelief. With a quick phone call and formalities, they estimated our first appointment would happen around 8 weeks. I jotted all of my questions down and prepared for our first appointment.

What’s Up Doc?

The appointment ran late and when we finally were taken back with the ultrasound technician the nerves were real. The ultrasound tech began probing and muttering to herself the uncertainty of this actually being a pregnancy. For an individual who was unsure how this pregnancy even happened, that was a red flag. David could see the panic on my face as he intently stared at the screen out of my view. My sweet husband asked one question and this tech stared him deadpan in the face. She then said, “I rarely talk to any individual sitting in that seat because mom can’t see what is on the screen.”

The room fell silent and all you could hear was the constant printing from the sonogram machine. The tech left to meet with the doctor due to the fact that she was still unsure if this was actually a pregnancy.

Like really, what’s up doc?

We were sitting in that sonogram room for what felt like forever. The tears welled up and David calmed me down a few times as we waited for the doctor to come in to see us. When the door opened, the sonogram tech rushed in with the same sentiments from before. “We aren’t sure this is a pregnancy.” “It’s too early to tell.” “We’re going to take some blood and bring you back in 3 days.”

The words fell on deaf ears. The pricks as the large vials of blood taken didn’t phase me. The defeated feeling and the solemn look on David’s face was enough to check me out of that office.

A Good Cry, Hamburger, and Nap

The walk back to our car was an indication enough that my hormones were out of whack. I instantly started crying over the concerns I had about my body. The questions of why the doctor didn’t take a moment to communicate this critical information baffled me. On top of the fact that the tech’s bedside manner was horrible. Without blinking an eye after voicing my concerns, I asked for a hamburger and a nap. David quickly obliged my demands.

Transfer My Records, I’m Done

After waking up and sharing my experience with the close friends that were aware of the pregnancy, I put in work. With research and recommendations, I found an OB/GYN and made the promise to switch the next day. I made the call first thing Friday morning to the new recommended OB/GYN. With a quick congratulation, paperwork guidance, and apology for my rant on my previous OB/GYN – the new office had me set up for a visit in just 10 short days. Which in reality is an entire month for a possibly pregnant lady. The new office did mention I would need to have my records transferred from the old OB/GYN office.

The dreaded phone call was all the satisfaction I needed at that time.

Old OB/GYN Office: “Hello, Dr. ****** office.”

Me: “Hi, I would like to transfer my records to my new doctor, Dr. ********, as soon as possible.”

Old OB/GYN Office: “Oh, alright. What’s your first and last name?”

Me: “Sev*****. Ware.”

Old OB/GYN Office: “Mrs. Ware, you were just in our office yesterday. Can you explain why you are transferring to a new doctor?”

Without missing a cue the word vomit of my previous day’s visit just rambled out. The anger and satisfaction of honesty were glorious as I continued.

Old OB/GYN Office: “We will fax the transfer paperwork over. Have a great day Mrs. Ware.”

Just like that, I was finished and ready to move on.

9 Pregnancy Tests In, OB/GYN Visit 2

By the time the second OB/GYN appointment rolled around, I had a grasp on certain changes that were taking place with my body. I knew that this time around they wouldn’t be so unsure about whether or not I was indeed pregnant. After all of the paperwork and intrusive life questions, I was up on a table ready for sonogram round 2. My doctor and his nurse smoothly glided into the room and greeted us with a congratulatory handshake and smile. There was laughing, the dreaded pap smear, and a screen showing a white shadow of our future child.

The Strong Heartbeat

As time passed, my doctor was very thorough in explaining to us everything that we were seeing on the screen.

Doctor: “Mrs. Ware, did you know you have a fibroid?”

Me: “Ummm, no.”

Doctor: “Nothing to worry about, we will take care of that.”

He continued and dated the pregnancy at 8 weeks and 5 days. With a smile, he informed us that it was a high implantation, which is exactly what he would want to see. Then he dropped a question that David and I weren’t expecting, “do you want to hear your baby’s heartbeat?” We both looked at each other and I managed to stammer out “isn’t it a little early for that?”

A brief second later, a consistent and strong thumping echoed throughout the room. David kissed my forehead as we listened to the gentle fast paced strumming of our little one’s heartbeat. For the first time, this started to become a reality for me.

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  • Reply Kendra Logan

    OK, well I just cried…
    I love even more how you are not afraid to stand you ground and find the best doctor that works for you and your body. An emotional roller coaster for sure, but finding the perfect doctor helps soooo much.

    January 12, 2017 at 9:10 am
    • Reply Sevi Ware

      No tears! It all worked out in the end. It was just a trying time and I had to really put my emotions in check to make sure I did what was best for my body and baby. Our new doctor is amazing!

      January 12, 2017 at 2:31 pm
      • Reply Emily

        your old doctor wasn’t at dallas presby was she?

        January 16, 2017 at 11:22 am
        • Reply Sevi Ware

          No, she actually had her office out of Dallas Medical Center off of 635 and Webb Chapel.

          January 16, 2017 at 11:31 am
  • Reply Denise

    I’m crying ❤❤❤! Well, I’m currently PMS-ing, but I loved the ending! I’m so sorry that original OB was terrible. It’s so weird that they even had to ask why you were transferring, but I’m glad you told them why. And I’m even more glad that your current doctor/s are on top of it!!!

    I was still in college when I got my positive tests. Didn’t have much money, and I wanted to go to a free clinic first to confirm. I found a good one in Grapevine, funded by a church. They were able to confirm the pregnancy and we heard the heartbeat for the first time, but they also asked very strange questions. “Where do you think you’ll go if you get into a car accident and you didn’t make it out alive?” “Where do you think your baby will go?” it made me feel so uncomfortable, as if they were urging me to avoid the abortion I wasn’t even planning on getting… def went to an OB after that experience lol.

    January 12, 2017 at 9:21 am
    • Reply Sevi Ware

      Love you! I think they asked for feedback, but wasn’t ready for the feedback I was giving. They didn’t discuss it any further with me. David and I both love the new doctor and the team we have, they are all so amazing.

      Hands down you had the oddest questions asked at that free clinic funded by the church. LIKE WHAT?!?!

      January 12, 2017 at 2:34 pm
  • Reply April B

    I teared up at the part of hearing the heartbeat. Really enjoy reading these.

    January 12, 2017 at 9:24 am
    • Reply Sevi Ware

      We had a lot of tears when we first heard the heartbeat, that made this whole experience very real for me. Thank you for reading, this is just the beginning!

      January 12, 2017 at 2:35 pm
  • Reply Kyrra

    I’m so proud of you for sharing all of these raw and sometimes negative emotions and experiences you’ve had. It takes incredible strength to not only fully experience these emotions, but to also go and relive them for the world to see (uh, I mean, read).
    I’m appalled at the terrible bedside manner the first tech had and that the doctor wouldn’t even see you. But, I am so happy you found a new doctor who takes the time to talk to you and explain what’s going on.
    One of the only times I ever saw Jim cry was at our first sonogram when we heard the heartbeat. It’s an incredible sound.
    Love you.

    January 12, 2017 at 9:46 am
    • Reply Sevi Ware

      Thank you! I figured since I’m keeping so much of the pregnancy private, this is the least I can do to get some of the raw and negative emotions off my chest. David actually didn’t cry too much, he couldn’t stop smiling ear to ear that he did that!

      January 12, 2017 at 2:36 pm
  • Reply Nan Walvoord

    So happy you are journaling all of your feelings. You are getting ready for this precious little gal. As a side note, your good friend Shaun used that poem Terrible Horrible etc. for a speech contest. Wonder if he still can quote it. Let’s ask!!!!

    January 12, 2017 at 9:57 am
    • Reply Sevi Ware

      Thank you for being such a big supporter Mrs. Nan! We are super excited to meet her! Oh and I hope Shaun can remember that poem because I would love to hear it.

      January 12, 2017 at 2:37 pm

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