So the first phone call to the hospital to check on cots for the babies went well...not!
I feel like I am speaking to total idiots. Despite being told to expect my call the delivery suite had no idea who I was. They told me they'd check but wouldn't be able to ring me back until 10am so could I keep fasting? Oh yeah sure... that's going to be fun every day!
DH was hanging on to go into work just in case, but he couldn't really wait that long as a meeting he'd ended up missing yesterday cos they'd kept us hanging around so long had been rearranged for 10am this morning.
So I rang the Ante Natal Day Care Unit to speak to the midwife who had set things up, she's not in today. So I ended up speaking to this other woman who was just on the fringes yesterday and had heard snippets of conversations. She was really stroppy with me and said that she'd spoken to the Delivery Suite and told them that I was told to ring at the weekend and that they'd decided that they wouldn't deliver the babies today
NOOOO! Not what was agreed! Apparently the woman from the Delivery Suite was going to ring round for cots and now wasn't going to bother. So I asked her if the woman from the Delivery Suite was going to ring me back to confirm one way or another and she said...."probably not".
At this point my rag was close to being lost... someone has to ring me back so that I know if I can eat or not!
I'm fed up of people treating me like I'm stupid and I'm fed up with people questionning my consultant's decision on when to deliver our children. He's treated us all the way through and he's the expert on mutiple births so surely his decision overrules all these other peoples? Yet, I'm being made to feel that this is something that
we've decided to do on a whim. Yeah sure... let's deliver my children a month early and put them a risk... that sounds like fun.
Anyway... as you've probably guessed... I'm a bit pissed off at the moment!
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