And so should you. As our neonatologist at WashU, he tracked us down during our visit to the hospital a few Mondays ago, gave us a tour of the NICU, and talked to us at length about what we can expect when the baby debuts. He didn't even act like he was in a hurry. This was remarkable considering he is only the second physician we've met in this journey (out of 10 or so) who didn't have somewhere else to go during our time together. (The first, by the way, was Dr. Grant, our very thorough Maternal/Fetal Medicine physician who diagnosed the omphalocele.) The pediatric surgeon sat with us for a while as well and seemed very optimistic about our baby's prognosis. Overall, everything went fairly well except for our time with the obstetrics department. At our clinic visit, we quickly realized that we were scheduled to see a nurse practitioner rather than a physician. Now, neither of us have anything against NPs, and we believe they play a vital role. With that said, it was pretty lame that they had us drive to St. Louis to be seen by someone who was unable to give us details about WashU's medical impression of our baby's issues. We asked questions that simply weren't answered. Finally, after we made the nurse practitioner feel a little uncomfortable by not accepting the lack of answers, the MFM fellow (a doctor) came into the room and tried to answer our questions in seventeen seconds. Thanks for your time, man.
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