My Poor Wife...

Fiona's been in the hospital for nearly a month now and she is in agony. Between being homesick, missing her family (especially Jadon), lack of sleep, bed-ridden, tasteless patient-hospital food (patients are served food that differs from the cafeteria), irritating nurses, and a lack of communication, I really feel bad for her.

Well, as mentioned previously, the plan is to have the twins delivered on the 15th. The other night one of the nurses comes in and mentions to Fiona that she has a scheduled amniocentesis (to check for the babies' lung maturity) on Sunday the 16th. That infuriated Fiona (she already doesn't want the amnio, but it's on the wrong day!). She mentioned to the nurse how she is supposed to be scheduled for delivery the day before. The nurse didn't know anything else.

A few weeks ago Fiona wanted the twins delivered at 33 weeks which would have been last Saturday, but our doctor talked her into going 34 weeks. So we asked him to schedule a c-section on the 15th. He was fine with that. He mentioned to us that he would be out that week but that he would specifically come in on that day just to deliver the babies. Well as it turns out, Fiona asked one of the other physician to double check the scheduled appointment. She was not on the schedule. What the heck is going on here!?!?! Apparently our doctor wants to be the one responsible for the delivery and the other doctors don't want to make any decisions without consulting him. Apparently he is known to be a physician who is hard to get a hold of. So for now we have no idea what is going to happen. One of the doctors tried to reassure Fiona that the plan is to have the amnio on Friday and if all goes well, have the twins delivered on Saturday. But who knows what the f*** is going on.

I have to say that Fiona and I are quite disappointed with the care at Long Beach Memorial Medical Center so far. Too many people watching her and poor communication going on. I surely hope that the care for the twins will be a different story.