To pickup where I left off my last background post--
A couple of days after I miscarried I went to my regularly scheduled ob/gyn appointment--which was supposed to be my first prenatal appointment. When I got to the office and checked in I told the receptionist what had happened and that the ER told me to keep the appointment. The receptionist immediately adopted a different demeanor and apologized for what I had gone through and told me to take a seat. I then heard her talking on the phone in hushed tones with who I later found out was the nurse practitioner I was scheduled to see.
The nurse practitioner came out and immediately ushered me back into a room apologizing that I had been told to keep the appointment because she wasn't who I would need to see but that since I was there anyway she wanted to check and see how I was doing/handling things. That nurse was probably one of the nicest people I have ever been seen by in a medical facility. She seemed truly concerned for me as a person.
I must say, despite some miscommunications and having to navigate the red tape of military medical care I have always received good treatment in the end and have been blessed to have doctors who are on top of their game whenever strange things have happened. I can only hope that this continues to be the case as we continue on this journey.
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