11 Weeks 4 days
Aaron, my mom and I went to the doctor's and saw little Olive kicking her legs in the air. She was in a headstand position, dancing upside down. She's really been enjoying all the treats her grandma has been cooking for her during the past week, pilau, lamb stew, eggplant mix, French lentils and rice pudding with pistachios and almonds. Yummy. But I wondered if Olive was a boy today.
Dr. Nabatian was medical as usual. I do like him. He has none of the touchy feely womanly advice that the midwives used to give me. He is the practical and scientific doctor who says "Eat normally," and "No vitamin except folic acid had been proven to do any good." Okay, okay, but there are intuitions and ancient knowledge after all, aren't there? There is a desire to be comforted by your health care provider and to be given detailed advice based on the combined knowledge of women since Eve who were pregnant and gave birth. Who cares about clinically controlled studies? They can be manipulated to show anything, whatever you want or are willing to pay for.
He did look at my foot, even though he said he wasn't a podiatrist. I appreciated that. I'll admit I may need new shoes with better arch support. I need a ton of things but in this hotbox of a city I cannot go outside. The subway underground is like an oven. The streets - you can fry an egg or at least a pregnant woman on the sidewalk. My chores are piling up and yet I won't go out except for doctor's appointments and park picnics and things like that.
After the doctor's appointment we went to celebrate seeing Olive and my parents' anniversary. They've been married for 33 years. We ate steak frites and profiteroles for desert. Afterward we came home, drank herbal tea and played gin. It was my mummy's last night in town. What will I do without her?
Dr. Nabatian was medical as usual. I do like him. He has none of the touchy feely womanly advice that the midwives used to give me. He is the practical and scientific doctor who says "Eat normally," and "No vitamin except folic acid had been proven to do any good." Okay, okay, but there are intuitions and ancient knowledge after all, aren't there? There is a desire to be comforted by your health care provider and to be given detailed advice based on the combined knowledge of women since Eve who were pregnant and gave birth. Who cares about clinically controlled studies? They can be manipulated to show anything, whatever you want or are willing to pay for.
He did look at my foot, even though he said he wasn't a podiatrist. I appreciated that. I'll admit I may need new shoes with better arch support. I need a ton of things but in this hotbox of a city I cannot go outside. The subway underground is like an oven. The streets - you can fry an egg or at least a pregnant woman on the sidewalk. My chores are piling up and yet I won't go out except for doctor's appointments and park picnics and things like that.
After the doctor's appointment we went to celebrate seeing Olive and my parents' anniversary. They've been married for 33 years. We ate steak frites and profiteroles for desert. Afterward we came home, drank herbal tea and played gin. It was my mummy's last night in town. What will I do without her?
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