i get all queasy and teeth-grindy when i think about my next ultrasound. and i've been in between ultrasounds for 2 months, because my wiggly little girl won't show anything but her backside to the tech, so they keep scheduling me to come back. and back. and back.
which would be okay (i get to peek in at her again! yay!), except the guy who wields the wand tries to force her to turn over by repeatedly pounding on my belly. literally pounding. every time i leave, my lips are bruised from me biting them and trying not to cry. and my big belly full of baby is aching from the beating, and within two days i have bruises.
i feel a little bit like agnes macphail in the heritage minute ...
so, a few weeks ago i had an
today i finally screwed up enough courage to call and find out what happened to my appointment ... and they were closed til monday.
i can't decide if that's a relief or more stressful ... i just want to never see this guy again.