I went to see the doctor this morning to let them know that I am pregnant and to start the ball rolling.
What a totally rubbish experience that was! She was some locum doctor who looked as though she could only have qualified yesterday as she looked about 23. She was so vacant and her mouth was hanging open catching flies. Honestly, she looked like she should have been stacking shelves somewhere, not responsible for people's health and wellbeing.
I told her I was pregnant and she just stared at me. I mean, what else can I say?
She asked if I was taking Folic Acid - a rather obvious but necessary question I suppose and then finished up with, "right, do you want to ask me anything about pregnancy?"
I got the hell out of there as soon as possible and have an appointment with a midwife in three weeks time.
I think I would have got more information and warmness from a stranger at the bus stop. Talk about a waste of time.
I really hope the midwife is massively better than that eejit today.
I wasn't expecting a cup of tea and a cuddle, but surely there is some middle ground??