After much delay, I finally went for my checkup at the go*v clinic near my work place this morning. I went there with HernieYonnie as she was the one suggested the place when I said that I want to do my checkup at least once at the go*v hospital / clinic so that I have a record with them. As expected, the place is swarming with pregnant mummies. It took us almost 3 hours to complete the whole thing.

Both of us, being a first timer there (I’m 4 months along while Hernie is in her 5th months) didn’t know the procedures, so agak tercangak – cangak jugak la asking around on what we’re supposed to do. Initially, the nurses seemed quite standoffish when we asked on the procedures. She asked me where I stayed and why did I go to that particular clinic and why not the one closer to my home. As luck has it, my office is nearby so I gave that as my reason for going there. (The real reason was because I just followed my friend here whose mum resides close by).

It was real luck that we went together as the procedures took a long time to complete, and we’d have been bored out of our wits if we’d gone on our own. When my number was called I was greeted at the counter by this chatty sister (or rather makcik) who asked for our surat nikah, hubs copy of IC, pay slip et cetera. I didn’t have it with me, not a single thing of the required documents as they didn’t ask me to produce it during my previous checkup at the private. She membebel la sikit saying that I should have it in the purse in case of emergency, but I just smiled it off. She even commented on us (hubby and I) living apart from each other, saying “Haaa…nanti laki awak cari lain baru tau”. I dalam hati “Ishh…makcik ni memang tak sayang mulut lah, bulan Ramadhan dok doa benda tak baik kat orang”. Grrrrrr….

Anyway, after I completed all mine and hubs personal details in the pink book, we proceeded with the weighing – I lost another 0.5 kg in1 week – and check on BP. We were then asked to complete the urine test and lo and behold! I actually couldn’t make anything come out into the tabung uji ! I tried for almost 5 minutes and finally out came a few drops of cloudy water. (yikes! I know it sounds disgusting kan..) I was embarrassed as this was the first time I wasn’t able to produce during urine test but the nurse didn’t say anything so I guess it’s a normal occurrence for them la kot. (However, she did say my urine is kotor, it’s fasting month la..I don’t get to drink enough water maa).

After the urine test is cleared, we proceeded to have our blood taken for HIV etc etc test. I was so nervous and jumpy this time (I hate needles!) I actually could hear my heart pounding loudly against my chest. Dah la kena cucuk 2 times baru dapat extract blood from me, it was bloody painful okay. Lucky the kakak was nice and soft and apologized when I told her it hurts. Baru la sejuk sikit hati ni. As I was saying to Hernie “ How la kita ni, nak amik darah pun takut, camana nak beranak nanti?!”.Oh well…

After that, we were given a short talk on breastfeeding and then proceeded to have our details taken – AGAIN. Then came the part where I looked forward to – seeing the Doctor! I couldn’t wait to do the ultrasound scan as I wanted to see the baby again; I miss him/her already okay.

But much to my disappointment, the doc only poked me here and there (on my TUMMY lah :-p) and that’s it. I didn’t even dare ask her any question as she looked fierce sitting there on her stool writing on the pinky book. She said “You can go now” without even looking at my face. No news of my little angle whatsoever. Oh..my gynae is sooooo much sweeter and nicer than her, I would definitely continue with my monthly visit to Damai.

So, we ended the session at 11.30 am (from 8.30 am) and both of us departed ways with promise to go there again at the end of the month.

Frankly, I don’t know if I’d go there again, but let say I do. I know I’d still be seeing my gynae on regular basis. I’d want to be able to ask silly question about my little angle and myself without feeling stupid and getting smirked at, even if that means having to pay a little extra in the process.

This is my first pregnancy after all.