the Awesome Lynn

Today was a turning point for me! I was feeling so crazy about my next prenatal visit being a monthplus away and a bit like an orphan in limbo between two fairly anonymous care providers. Yes, the midwives are great at the BMBC but they aren't mine anymore nor do I have a doctor that I trust and feel good about. I woke up with the thought that today was gonna super suck. Having to drive allll the way out there again and hear why I have to get medical care and pick up my chart and say outie to my dream of a natural, homey like birth....

Well, that does still suck, actually.

So, I'm doing my morning-get-ready-for-the-day business and Andrew is on the phone with Dr Tapper, his pediatrician from childhood. I'd asked him to call Dr Tapper just because I'd thought well, maybe he knows a few things more than we do. And indeed he did, like the name of another health clinic, Women Children Health Services, at Penn Hospital. I got right on the phone to them. Fingers crossed.... I got an appointment for May 4th! A whole week earlier! This seemed better already somehow. Crazy how I'm just beginning to accept my fate, but not before asking to speak with the triage nurse. (I'd learned from my call to HUP that these people, the nurses, may actually be able to do something, at least more than the scheduling operators, that's for sure.) So I was connected to the desk of Lynn. "Hi, My name is Jillian Bird and I have recently been diagnosed with complete previa......." and on went my tale. "If there's anything you can do....."

So there. My attempt at making things better than they already are. To not just accept my fate. Or be a voiceless, welfare mom lost thick in the system, over strained and under resourced. Lynn would be discussing my situation with her manager and calling me back.

And then I set off for my visit to BMBC. Would this be my last? Could I continue to get prenatal care even though I was to be changing care providers asap? Little orphan Jilly. I felt so small. So powerless.

So there I was in the waiting room at BMBC when my phone rang and it was the manager calling to schedule an appointment for me at WCHS. Could I be there by 12:30 today?...... uhhhhh, it's 12 and I'm in Bryn Mawr, 40 minutes away, (bummer).... No. Ok, how about Thursday at 8:30. ABSOLUTELY! Oh my god! I have an appointment on April 23rd at 8:30 am. And then I have my next ultrasound the following Friday! This is great! This is perfect! Adios Bryn Mawr Birthing Center. Give me my chart, I'm outta here!