Wednesday mid morning

Well let me just say moving hospitals is not a fun experience at all. At all at all!

Since I can't gripe to much anyone else I will gripe here. We were told last night we would leave at 9 to 9:30 AM and I would not be allowed to ride in the ambulance. At 6:30 we are told we are rolling out within 30 min. So we rush to get the last of our things packed and moved. EMTs got there and asked if I was ready to ride and I sat there with a blank stare and said i thought I wasn't allowed to go. So sadly I could have, but ended up driving way behind with trying not to lose my mother in law in Houston traffic :-)

Bianca kept me posted to how things were going by text; I am so glad I told her to take her phone. She arrived to labor and delivery only to find that they have no idea who she is and where she is coming from. The EMTs went ahead and dropped her off and she was pushed to triage assuming she was a new case. I am going to go with the edited version of the story, but by the time I got there the doctor wanted to give Bianca a vaginal exam and was asking her to push as there was nothing she could do for our babies. I had to start yelling to get them to understand we were a transfer and not new patients. The doctor finally told us we needed to talk about the news she just have us and that there was nothing that could be done for our babies. 

I asked her to please get the info and look at our chart. We were finally moved to a delivery room and the high risk doctor, not the same as we are supposed to see, came in and took control of the situation. He asked us our history and we went through the whole story again (sadly I wanted to just point him to the blog) but we were able to get on the same page. 

We have now spoken to our neo natal specialist who was awesome in calming us down, apologizing for the rough morning and getting us up to speed with what his team does in the nicu. We are not there yet but we had to make some pretty hard decisions in regards to care at certain stages of treatment. There is still a long long fight ahead of us and the kiddos. 

To make the day a little more stressful, the doctor who I did not see eye to eye with came in to tell us our weeks were off and we are only 21 weeks 6 days and not 22 weeks 6 days which puts us back a week and would cause all sorts of other problems. Well so here is the thing, I already didn't like this doctor very much and this set me off. Again edited version... I was not so nice. 

We finally agreed to contact our fertility doctor who happens to be literally across the street. We implanted the twins after the embryos had been fertilized for 6 days, hence the missing week they can't account for. Of course the clinic is closed for lunch so we are now waiting on that. 

Long story short, we are in the right place talking to the right people but it took us a long time to get here. We arrived at 9:00am but I don't think anyone else knew that till 12 :-)

I did go out finally and apologized to the doctor. She didn't know what was going on or who we were so I understand her reaction to seeing what we have been dealing with for 15 days. I am thankful for her understanding as I just finally couldn't keep it together. Sometimes crying it out helps for a bit. We are here and that's all that matters. There are lots of other updates but I will try and fill everyone in a bit later on.