As some of you might know, I am now in my sixth week of pregnancy. Yay!
Yesterday was my year follow up for being on zoloft for anxiety issues. Well, I just found out last week that I was pregnant, and I figured, well, I have an appointment with my PCP next Monday, so I will wait and talk to him then. I have been reassured by my OBGYN and nurses in that office that zoloft is something that they have pregnant women on and that I shouldnt worry about that....well, I get to my PCP's office yesterday, and tell him that I am six weeks pregnant...and I could tell that he was a little irritated....and he said, "I thought that we were going to discuss you're getting pregnant before you did so that we could see what route we wanted to take." And I responded with "We did, but accidents happen...this one wasnt planned..." And hes like "what do you mean accident??" I am like, you know accident?? Not on purpose, meaning birth control failed???
Duh? So, he goes into this long conversation about how zoloft is a third trimester risk drug, and that no matter what, the first and third trimesters were the most important. And he doesnt think that I really need zoloft...so I am like, ok, well, I asked you at the 9 month follow up to take me off of it because I had gained 19 pounds in 8 months of being on the medication, that I would try to work through some of my anxieties, and you told me no, I cant come off of it, because I can't control anxiety. Then hes like, well, I think that you should stay on it, and talk to your OB about it, because I dont know a lot about unborn babies, thats not my speciality. I know enough, but I can't get in depth like an OB can about the side effects and risks. I can tell you what I know about the medication, but thats it...I am like fine...so I ask him to clarify some things he said....and I told him to bottom line it for me...does he think I should come off of the medication or stay on it? Apparently, I am already on a low dosage as it is...50 mg...thats as low as it gets considering the 25mg is just an introductory amount, after about 2 weeks, it doesnt work. 50mg is working great for me. And he said that ultimately, the decision was mine. Well, thanks, thank alot, doc. FOR ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!!!!!!!!! All he did was waste my time, and what little bit of energy I have left. He is standing on the line, and I feel like hes doing it to cover himself so that if I have bad anxiety and I have a premature birth I cant blame him, and if I stay on it, and my baby is born with some defect I cant blame him then either because I was under the care of an OB specialist. I understand that. But hes the prescribing doctor. He should tell me to stop taking it. But no. He said that I should express my concerns on the 27th to the OB and then make my decision. If I stop taking it, I need to call and let him know. Fine. So much for helping me feel confident in my decision. So, I leave the exam room...and theres this older guy already at the check out window, waiting to check out. He looks at me and says "I hope you arent in any hurry." I said no, and proceeded to daydream. He than says "Shes been on the phone for 5 minutes now, on a personal call..." No she hadnt. The check out window was right outside the room I was in and I heard him walk up about 2.5 seconds before I came out. I give him a small smile and return to digging in my purse for a nail file where I can file my nails down to nothing so that I am not tempted to go home and shred the edges of my own leather sofa like my cats do out of frustration. He doesnt get the fact that I am so not interested in conversation! He looks at me and says "This happened to me at Lowes one time, when it was up off of Jefferson, that was probably before you were born---" (break: just for reference..I remember when Lowes was BUILT off of Jefferson Avenue, and its still there, you jackleg. continue
"They had a huge sale, and I went and got my things and stood in this long line, nigh on 10 minutes, and the line didnt move once. So I got out of line, and went to the register where there was 1 guy with 4 line blinking red, and I set my stuff down and told him to help the people on the phone and left that store." I looked at him like, well, good for you, you belligerent old man. Finally, the check out lady is done on the phone and opens the window, and this man THROWS his card at her. I think it was medicare?? I dont know, hes 65, what ever you get then...and the lady was like, if this is new, you need to give to the checkin desk just to make sure all lab work goes to the right lab. And he says "George W. Bush is paying for me." And she tries to explain it again....he repeats the same thing...I thought about kicking him then...
So, then he proceeds to tell us that hes going to drive the bus in for his next appointment, let the county pay for it, they dont mind wasting money...and I bit my tongue...then he turns to me and says "I drive a handicap bus to Gloucester from Mathews for the special ed kids, I dont know why they dont just make them go to Mathews High School...put them in a corner and discipline them, thats what kids need these days: discipline...women too. Women need to be disciplined." I gave him a drop dead look and politely said "Well, sir, you wouldnt discipline me because I would be widow." And went on about my business. Yes, the comment about the children ticked me off
, and the way he said it...is he that mean to the kids??? Gloucester has a special education program for disabled kids. Mathews doesnt...show some compassion you old jerk! So, he then tells the check out nurse that had "she not been on a personal phone call for 10 minutes, he would be on his way home." She told him that that was not a personal phone call, it was a patient. And then he starts fussing over them paving the highway. "Did you see that long line of traffic out there? Yeah, you can see where this county's priorities lie: they wont drop gas a cent. Paying 3$ for gas..." I was ready to kill him! Then as if that wasnt enough....he says "How old are you?" I told him 22. He goes "Just a kid having a kid." And I said "Thats pretty presumptious of you to think I am pregnant. Maybe I am just fat." He said "No, its not anywhere else, just your belly." EXCUSE ME, YOU OLD BUZZARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was livid. Now, you're checking me out...can you say squicky factor????? I do not look THAT pregnant. I had to leave. I made the check out nurse schedule MY six month follow up a day AFTER his because I might actually be forced to choke him or something. But the comment about the kids really bothered me. I thought about reporting him to the transportation board, but I realize now that thats not going to help, and I dont even remember his name. We should have just gone fist to cuff in the waiting room and been done with it. Sheesh.
So, now I dont know what to do about my zoloft. I found this article-----> http://otispregnancy.org/pdf/zoloft.pdf But it still didnt help me in my decision. I worry that the zoloft will cause problems, whether they are after the child is born or years down the line, and that concerns me. But anxiety and over stressing may not be healthy either. I dont know what to do.
Anyone have any advice?
So, now I dont know what to do about my zoloft. I found this article-----> http://otispregnancy.org/pdf/zoloft.pdf But it still didnt help me in my decision. I worry that the zoloft will cause problems, whether they are after the child is born or years down the line, and that concerns me. But anxiety and over stressing may not be healthy either. I dont know what to do.
