tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301016116624097439.post2161991663068484610..comments2023-03-25T19:57:11.466+10:00Comments on Queensland Girl: Postpartum (or After-after birth…)Queensland Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03394015551463698544noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301016116624097439.post-21924202214522912292011-07-18T20:36:59.080+10:002011-07-18T20:36:59.080+10:00My OB was a lady and she had a funny personality -...My OB was a lady and she had a funny personality - you would go for one appointment and she'd be the Ice Queen, then at the next she'd be all chatty, then back to the Ice Queen. <br />However, when push came to shove (pardon the pun hehehehe!), I couldn't have asked for better. She was there when I needed her and clear about what to do and how exactly to do it. My questions were all answered and she looked out for my best interests. She was the sort of OB that the nurses feared. If she said jump, they would do it without question & I know of a couple of private patients that got much better rooms as a result of her complaints about where they had been put.<br />I'm so loving your posts!!Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12859186271996949611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301016116624097439.post-61266412637936108982011-07-18T09:19:34.594+10:002011-07-18T09:19:34.594+10:00It was a good post. But my Ob/gyn had teeny tiny h...It was a good post. But my Ob/gyn had teeny tiny hands. Mind you they still felt bloody big when they were up my hoo-ha!robynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04351462075778087291noreply@blogger.com