isn't a good name anymore). And Twin B or Righty Tighty is a girl. Both are 15 oz. They both measure at 21 weeks and 3 days. The boy has a heartbeat of 163 bpm. The girl has a heartbeat of 153 bpm. My daughter has named them Squeeze and Stretch.
Despite rising excitement and the happy news, I was deeply disappointed. It was such an awful experience that I had a meltdown laying on the table during my scan. I got to my ultrasound appointment on time an was told I was too late. This was a turn of events that made everything sour. I irritatedly told the lady at the front desk that the automated system
left me a message to come 1 hour later yesterday. After 15 minutes of waiting and the front desk calling the supervisor after supervisor, the OB technician finally came out. She was obviously very bitter. She right off said my mom and daughter cannot come with me because she needs to concentrate because she's 35 minutes behind to take 160 pictures. I tried to politely ask for them to come back so that my mom can take pictures for my deployed husband. The tech cut me
off and said that no cameras are
allowed. Then she continued to scold
me about not paying attention to the automated system and someone should have called me. I argued with her I'm new to this system and I had to rearrange my schedule just to come 1 hour later. I reached my breaking point with this whole medical system. I could not enjoy watching my babies on the screen without any family members. I started to cry from the stress
of not enjoying the moment and wishing it was over. Finally, after my tears, the tech finally let my mom and daughter in. But the tech, still rude said that the baby needs to be quiet. My daughter made no peeps.
I felt better after they came in, then another bubble bursted. The boy has extra thickness on his neck which could mean he has down syndrome. The doctor now wants me to go back for extra testing especially an amino. I will not do it. Why do doctors freak you out?
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