We live in a relatively small town. I mean, sure, we have a Walmart, lots of grocery stores, all the amenities we really need, but one thing we do not have is easy access to quality medical services. This is posing one of the biggest challenges for us with this triplet business. In most every other facet I quite enjoy living in a small town. I find having too many choices to be daunting, I hate traffic, generally not a fan of people; so I am quite suited to living here. Plus all of our family, friends and even a lot of our extended family are here. I've never felt the need to 'escape' from this town. But since we've joined to multiples crowd we've found out we're going to be doing a fair bit of traveling.
We have to travel about 6 hours away for appointments with specialists and we will also have to have our babies there. This is not particularly convenient but it's also not the end of the world. However, we are quickly finding out that these highly qualified doctors and specialists simply do not give one shit about how far away we're coming from. They also don't care if they screw up and make us book an appointment for a full anatomy scan 3 entire weeks before it's even possible to do one, basically resulting in making this long trek just to eat some New York Fries, Yogen Fruz and enjoy a delicious Second Cup (side note: almost worth it). It's frustrating. And they would rather roll over and die than admit maybe one of them made a mistake and booked an appointment way too early. AND if you try to convey to them that you would really, really appreciate it if they could work with you and try to streamline all these appointments as much as possible so you can make as few trips as possible they act like you're saying 'fuck you, babies, I ain't making this long ass trip anymore'. In short, some of them are dicks. Dicks you have to drive a long way to see.
Another thing that has made me a little more cognizant of the small town trap is the grape vine suddenly becoming extremely annoying. I've never really been bothered by small town gossip, and I now realize that's because I've never had anything happen to me that was actually worth gossiping about. Apparently conceiving a litter of babies is quite gossip worthy. My crowded uterus has been quite the hot topic. And I kinda, sorta, really hate it a whole lot. And even though we were quite careful about who we told in the beginning the news traveled steadily throughout Dodge. I don't like attention, I don't like people nosing in on my business, and I especially don't like the idea of information getting all twisted up and turned around - which I'm sure will happen. Maybe I'm weird, I don't know, but I just don't like being a spectacle. Even when it's good news and people are all excited and happy for us it still bugs me. I think maybe I'm just an asshole. Sorry, children.
I'm almost 5 months along and that's really the only shitty thing about pregnancy for me. I guess I shouldn't complain about it, huh?
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