Breaking Up Is Hard To Do
I started a new job 6 weeks ago. Along with my new job came new health insurance. Health insurance that my OB doesn’t accept. I figured that I would just stay with the practice and deal with the out-of-network charges. My husband told me a few times that he didn’t think I had out-of-network coverage. I kept dismissing him. Today I actually called the insurance company and my husband was right (I HATE when he is right and he is right all.the.time), I don’t have out-of-network coverage.
As I hung up the phone, I was practically in tears. I need to break up with my OB. I asked for OB recommendations on Twitter and got almost a dozen responses. One practice in particular was recommended 4 or 5 times, so I will likely switch to that practice, but I can’t help but feel sad. These are the doctors that delivered my babies. They cared for me during all the scares I had in the first trimester of my pregnancies with both boys, through my miscarriage, through my scheduled c-section when Jack turned breech 5 days before my due date and were amazingly supportive of my VBAC attempt (which is a story for another time, but let’s just say they did everything under the sun to try to avoid another c-section). After all of that and more, I am emotionally attached. I’m dreading the call I need to make tomorrow morning. The one where I will need to cancel my appointment and ask them to transfer my records to a new doctor.
I have no idea if these feelings are normal, but it’s hard to leave. How could it not be? These people helped me bring these two beautiful boys into the world.
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