New docs

Well, the kids and I have found our new family doctor. She's an M.D., mother of 5, and philosophically somewhere between my family doc back in Hamburg and my chiropractors. I can appreciate the natural approach to health care, but don't be stingy with the prescription pad if we need it. My doc used to practice OB/GYN and did a lot of home births, which is more common in this state than in NY. But the cost of malpractice insurance was so weighty that she decided to go into family practice. I like her. She took a bunch of time to talk about allergies and ear infections with me, which are the biggest issues my kids currently face. I think we're coming from the same direction, mostly. I feel like she acknowledges the fact that I'm educated too. So we'll see. The best part of the visit was when I mentioned who I was seeing as an OB/GYN and she smiled, "Oh, I love her!" Very cool. I was totally relieved.

Met my new OB/GYN two days later. She was really professional, mostly warm, but not as incredibly kind as my Buffalo midwives. That's some of the difference between midwife and M.D., I suppose. But she didn't bat an eye at re-prescribing me Zofran. I fee like I have a real sense of credibility when I comes to managing my hyperemesis this time. After two times, I know what works given my situation. It looks like I'll have to do a little paper work for the insurance company to allow them to give me 60 tabs a month vs. the maximum that they allow (15). At $22/pill I learned how to get it covered with Libby's pregnancy. I'm thankful for that knowledge now. Don't try to get between me and my Zofran! When Matt and I approached the subject of natural childbirth, I mentioned that I didn't need anything (meds or episiotomy) with either of my other two kids. She laughed and said, "Then I should think you wouldn't with this one either. If you don't want any pain medicine, then that's totally up to you." I was glad that she didn't get up on her high horse about "doing what we need to to get the baby out if there's trouble." No kidding, Sherlock. Duh. I would figure that, but don't come in guns-a-blazin'. But this third one should rocket out (here's to hoping).

Matt and Jon are working on getting the basement ready for carpet. Izak is stripping a gear that he can't be down there working with them, but with no steps and saws... I think it's best if he tries to nap. All I can hear is him pleading from his crib at the top of his lungs, "Please! Please!" *sigh* Unfair, Mommy.