So I took my break and had a chocodile...

Have you had a chocodile, I have to say I didn't have one until like this month, maybe like two weeks ago. My friend and I went to the Hostess Bakery Thriftshop, and Mike had been on and on about how they have chocodiles. Now, I'd never heard of a chocodile, but there they were, in all their glory. It's a chocolate covered twinkie, http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=chocodile.

So, I notice the price for a box of 10 chocodiles is like a buck more than the other snack cakes, so I'm all, oh I dunno... that's like a whole dolla. But I buy the chocodiles, total fattie move, I scarf one when I get into the car. And it's freakin' delicious. I'm not a huge fan of snack cakes, but there's just something about a hostess treat.

I googled Hostess Chocodiles and I guess you can't get them on the East Coast, and they don't really sell them in stores or anything, they make them at a couple factories on the West Coast, so I feel sooooo lucky. Needless to say weeks later the box is gone, and I'm gonna go get some more, baby likes them, yeah... it's the baby... she's the one that likes the chocodiles.

Hey guess what jerky dr mcjerk jerk

I just got my glucose test back and it was 80, awwww... look at that, it was normal...

I feel like shoving my face full of donuts now.

Totally annoyed with the 'temporary doctor'

I have to say it was most likely the most unpleasant prenatal exam I've ever had, EVER. Our regular doc is out on vacation and I had to see this other doctor, never met him, don't know him and it's just a check up so I figured it would be a quick in and out. Well, first they call to reschedule me to earlier in the day, it was like an hour from when they had called and 3 hours before my scheduled appointment. There was no way that I was going to make it, much less Mike be able to make it all the way back up here. So I had to reschedule to another day, fine, whatever. Wednesday rolls around and they call again, to reschedule me to EARLIER in the day again! I'm like no, I explained this last time, and she's like oh yeah that's right, I remembered as I hung up the phone. An hour passes and I get ANOTHER call, they want me to drop everything I'm doing and come in NOW... I'm like wtf... enough is enough. I'm like I already spoke to someone and she said it was fine that I keep my scheduled appointment. And she tells me, oh well no one told us, and he has a 2 hour gap and you're the last appointment, it's like what am I supposed to do about that? I tell her I'll get there as quickly as possible but I'm going to wait for my husband who's driving from like 2 hours away. She's clearly displeased, well, sorry, not my fault.

So we get there, and I'm pretty prepared for major attitude, and I was not disappointed. The nurse tells me how I shouldn't worry because she kept the doctor busy for the 2 hour gap, wha... why do I care? And then she starts telling me how I should watch what I eat and not eat sweets because I have a loooooong way to go still... basically she's lecturing me about being overweight, real nice. For some reason she starts telling me how the doctor can't remember who his patients are or when they were in to see him... I'm like, god, get me out of here. Then, I get a lecutre about how I'm obviously not drinking enough fluids, and it just goes on and on about how I'm unhealthy. I'm sorry, but I'm healthy, I may be a bit on the chunky monkey side, but I'm healthy.

Doc shows up, total jerk. He says, you probably have gestational diabetes because you haven't gained any weight, and you should stop eating all those sweets. WTF people, I don't eat sweets because I can't, because they make me sick. Not like he listened to that though. He proceeds to blow off my questions, like about waking up on my back, kick counts, etc... Interrupting me and telling me how I need to contact my actual doctor for anything I need, gee, really, like you've been so helpful.

My friend said that he's going to be the dude that delivers our baby, I bet she's right. It would have to be him wouldn't it?