Thursday, May 24, 2012

Asian Long-Horned Beetle

LiLi likes to collect bugs and keep them for a few days in her bug viewer. We like to show her lǎoshī (teacher) our latest catches, largely because she thinks we're crazy and often tells us something about the bugs to be concerned about - like the caterpillar will give you a rash.  So when we caught this huge (4 inches from antennae to end) Asian Long-Horned Beetle, we were interested to see her reaction.


When Lin Cai saw the beetle she excitedly pointed at it and said, "chī tóufǎ" - which means "eats hair."  Noticing Vicki's baffled look (Mark was already at work) - not because she didn't understand the Mandarin but because she only knew this beetle to be an alarming invasive beetle in the U.S. that destroys hardwood trees - Lin Cai runs to Vicki's hairbrush, takes a hair from it, opens the bug viewer and grabs this big beetle by its antennas and starts feeding it the hair!  It was certainly the most unpredictable reaction to any of our bugs...

Since Mark didn't get to see this amazing spectacle, we asked her to do it again a couple days later.  This is the video from then.  The other little blonde kid in the video is our neighbor's kid Christian, who is 18 months old.  The woman holding LiLi for much of the video is Guang Cai, another lǎoshī.  Lin Cai and Guang Cai team teach LiLi and Christian for 20 hours a week.





Monday, May 14, 2012

Our Shanghai Birth Vacation


Since it would not be feasible to wait for Vicki to go into labor to drive the 4.5 hours from Sanmen to the closest Western hospital in Shanghai, on April 20th we temporarily moved to Shanghai to await the birth of our baby.

LiLi enjoying a snack in the hotel room.
We stayed in the Sky Fortune Boutique Hotel, which is a 5-star hotel Mark’s company puts their people in when they are in Shanghai.  This means we had a nice sized room for a toddler and also a great breakfast.  Mark’s company covered the cost of the hotel for the duration of our stay in Shanghai since it was considered a medical need.

Our first weekend in Shanghai was fairly relaxed.  On Sat. we just picked up some dress shirts Mark had ordered at a fabric  market and picked up some stuff for an extended hotel stay (like laundry detergent to wash clothes in the sink, snacks, water, etc.).  We then ate Korean BBQ for dinner with some friends.  These are the friends who we had planned on having watch LiLi once Vicki went into labor.  They have lived in Shanghai for 4 years until George was recently transferred to the Sanmen office, which is when we met them.  They have three daughters ages 9, 2, and 5 months.  Since the 9 year old is established in her Shanghai school already, George’s wife, Sonthi, is only in Sanmen with the two youngest girls every couple weeks while her sister, who lives with them, stays in Shanghai with the 9 year old.  It seemed like going to their place would be perfect for LiLi.  She already knew all of them and their Shanghai apartment is literally across the street from the hotel we were in.  However, they had to go to Hong Kong to work on some visa issues from Thursday, April 26th to Monday, April 30th.  Of course, it was during this time that KaiXin arrived!  More on that later…

The concrete aircraft carrier...
On our first Sunday in Shanghai, Mark got up early and went on a bike ride.  It turns out Mark could follow pretty much follow one road strait west for 25 miles until he hit “Oriental World”.  Oriental World is an amusement park that also includes a full size concrete model of a Russian air craft carrier sitting in a small pond.  This is then adorned with many retired aircraft.  Mark ended up missing one turn and instead of riding on the main road he road on a wide boulevard which included fake intersections (since nice boulevards should have intersections) and people setting up tents in the middle of the median.  The one new construction here was advertising 1000 sq.ft. for $1.25 Million.  On the way home Mark came across  three Chinese cyclists all kitted out.  They offered an impromptu race and Mark had fun holding an intense race with the fastest of the three riders.

On our walk to meet BaBa.
Anyway, while waiting for KaiXin’s birth, Mark was able to work out of his company’s Shanghai Consortium Office, which means he still worked an 8AM-5PM work day (i.e. we did not have to use any vacation/sick days while waiting for labor to begin).  LiLi and Vicki met Mark for lunch most days, making a full work day seem like less.

While Mark worked, Vicki and LiLi had their own mother/daughter Shanghai vacation.  On that first Monday of work they walked the 5K from the hotel to Mark’s office – stopping in at a pet store with many expensive animals ($13,000 Bengal cat, etc.) along the way.  LiLi really enjoyed visiting the animals and it broke up the walk quite a bit. 

We had a prenatal appointment that afternoon which was pretty basic.  It was with the doctor who, at 32 weeks, had previously told us that we would need a c-section because the baby was too big and Vicki needed to “start exercising and eating healthy.”  The doctor was actually tending to an emergency, so our appointment time was delayed by about 20 min.  At one point when a nurse walked into the waiting room she harshly informed Vicki that she should sit down even though she preferred standing (why not let gravity help?).  They brought us apple juice as an apology for making us wait (apparently they’ve never been to a doctor’s office in the States – 20 min. is hardly a wait!) and then almost immediately took us to meet with the OB.  We hadn’t seen this doctor since we argued with him that first time, but apparently he remembered us.  He was actually very reserved and even timid with us.  We didn’t mean to offend him last time… we just wanted him to know we disagreed with his assessment and thought it was even poor medical advice.  It was just a basic appointment though so we barely conversed about anything.

Ocean World sea lion show that LiLil loved.
The next few days were pretty basic for Mark – go to work, eat lunch with LiLi and Vicki, and come home.  Vicki and LiLi had some fun mother/daughter time though.  On Tuesday they went to Ocean World.  It is an overpriced attraction in general, but the sea lion and whale show was pretty good.  LiLi was enthralled by the show.  On Wednesday they went to the Shanghai Mamas Honqiao Coffee.  Shanghai Mamas is an online community that helps to connect expat moms with each other.   It is a very large community that is useful for finding things in the city, discussion of cultural norms, and for building community while abroad.  While not technically a Shanghai Mama, Vicki joined this closed online community shortly after we got here since we knew we would need advice on prenatal care, etc.  It has a lengthy application process in order to screen out spammers as well as Big Brother.  Knowing our Sanmen friends would be in Hong Kong for a few days during our wait for KaiXin, some of the Shanghai Mamas volunteered to be available to watch LiLi – day or night – if we went into labor during that time.  We went to the coffee to meet some of these other expat mom’s in advance.

Baby goats at the zoo.
On Thursday we went to the Shanghai Zoo and then went to another Shanghai Mamas home for a play date so LiLi could get to know her and her 3 year old son if she needed to be dropped off at their home.  LiLi had a great time playing with this other kid’s toys.  Living in a hotel room for a week had left her toy deprived even though we were active.

On Friday, Vicki and LiLi stuck close to the hotel because around 10AM Vicki started having timeable contractions, though they were neither long nor strong.  That evening we walked the mile to Hongmei Lu for dinner and ate at the Spanish restaurant.  Still, the contractions were ever present but not very strong – Mark didn’t even know when Vicki was having one.

Since the contractions still weren’t very strong at bed time, we took the advice LiLi’s midwife had give had given us: if you have contractions start at night, have a glass of wine and take a hot shower.  It is supposed to make the slow down so that you can get some rest before they come back as more frequent and strong contractions.  That worked, and at 9PM Vicki went to bed with the contractions having completely stopped.

However, at 11:30PM Vicki woke up with contractions again.  She jumped in the shower hoping the hot water would help them subside again and went back to sleep.  At 12:30AM she awoke to her water breaking – so we finally knew it was the real deal, but anticipated being able to make it through the night still before having to head to the hospital.

We didn’t want to leave for the hospital too soon for a few reasons: 1) we didn’t really want to call someone in the middle of the night that Vicki had only met once to watch our kid if we could make it to dawn, even though the Shanghai Mama was completely sincere about being available anytime; 2) we didn’t want to traumatize LiLi by unnecessarily waking her in the middle of the night to leave her with a stranger while Mama was in “pain” (since semantics are shown to affect perception, we prefer not to use the terminology of pain when talking about labor, using the term “intensity” instead, however LiLi would likely see Mama as in pain; and 3) we wanted a natural birth without much medical intervention so staying at the hotel longer met not having to interface as much with medical people.  Having a baby isn’t a medical condition.

With LiLi’s birth, Vicki labored for 24 hours and we were at the hospital for 9 hours – even with showing up at 7cm dilated already.  We wanted to avoid going that soon this time.  Anyway, at 12:30AM, Vicki hopped in the bathtub and started timing the contractions, which were now more frequent (5-7 minutes) and much stronger, but still not very long – only lasting about 30 seconds each.  Mark packed some things in the room, still hoping we were going to make it to dawn before going to the hospital.  Suddenly, at 2:30AM Vicki yelled that she had to push.   We were planning on heading to the hospital when Mark saw the intensity threshold and a little fear in her eyes, like last time.  However, even through the delivery, Vicki never really reached the ‘threshold’ that we did last time.  At this point the contractions had increased quickly and were only about 2 minutes apart, though still not long.

Mark quickly called the front desk at the hotel and asked them to hail a taxi, dressed LiLi, and pulled Vicki out of the bathtub and got her dressed.  Now, through every contraction Vicki is yelling “Don’t push, don’t push!”

We climb into the taxi and the hotel concierge closes the door.  The taxi driver then turns to us and asks, “Nǐmen qù nǎlǐ?” – where are you going?  We had told the front desk where we were going and they hailed us a taxi and didn’t bother telling the driver where he was going to take us?!?!  Mark summons the concierge back, but quickly realizes that this guy doesn’t speak English.  Vicki finishes a contraction and yells “Xianxia Lu” – the road the hospital is on.  So Mark tells the driver we want the hospital for foreigners on Xianxia Lu.  The taxi driver pulls out very slowly and we quickly realize he still doesn’t know where he is going.  The driver calls someone to try to get directions while Mark calls the midwife on duty to let her know we are on our way.  He tries to get the taxi driver to talk to the midwife for directions, but he refuses and keeps driving slowly.  We then PASS the exit for Xianxia Lu and driver is going slowly and even sitting at green lights – still clueless as to where to go.  Meanwhile Vicki is still yelling “Don’t push! Don’t push!” through each contraction.  Mark calls the midwife back and makes the driver talk to her.  A few minutes later the driver pulls up to the Chinese hospital next door to ours and Mark instructs him to keep driving to the NEXT hospital.  The 5 minute drive ended up taking about 12 minutes.

We pull up to the emergency room and get out of the taxi.  The emergency room staff just look at us from inside.  However, once inside when they hear Vicki’s “Don’t push!” mantra things turn chaotic with people running every which way.  They try pushing Vicki into a wheelchair in the middle of a contraction while Mark yells at them to just wait another 15 seconds.  Labor isn’t an emergency!  They get us up to the 3rd floor of the hospital and into a labor and delivery room and again try to force Vicki to move during a contraction instead of focusing through it.  When the midwife checks Vicki she declares (with some astonishment) that we are already 10cm dilated – something we’ve already known for some time…  I guess they are used to people showing up in the middle of the night at 4cm thinking they are about to have a baby.  The nurses tell Vicki NOT to push since the doctor isn’t there and Mark leans over and tells her to do whatever she wants – we’re not in a taxi anymore.  We don’t need a doctor to catch our kid.  So Vicki pushes while the nurses yell at her not to.

LiLi with "WaWa" (Mandarin for doll)
at the hospital waiting for KaiXin
Upon entering the hospital room Mark had put LiLi on the couch and gave her a few toys, where she quietly sat – concerned about the situation but not upset.  The nurses tell Mark the baby is about to be born and to grab the camera – he responds we don’t really want pictures of this part but gets the camera out anyway and gives it to LiLi.  Thinking it’s HER job to take pictures, she gets off the couch and comes to join Mark.

Calvin KaiXin (凯欣) Schow was born at 3:30AM – 15 minutes after exiting the taxi and only 10 minutes after getting to the labor room.  He weighed 3.9kg (8lbs 10oz) and was 21 inches long.  Vicki had no tearing.

Both kids sleeping after a busy morning.
Because everything was so rushed upon our arrival the hospital staff hadn’t reviewed our birth plan that was in our file (understandably).  This meant a few things didn’t go as planned – the doctor had her hand on the baby’s head and was pulling really hard with the last few contractions, and the umbilical cord was cut before it stopped pulsing.  There were also a lot of things Mark had to be quick to instruct them on – like we’re doing skin-to-skin for awhile so you cannot take him away even though the pediatrician is here to see him (at which point they offered for the pediatrician to check him while we did skin-to-skin… which makes one wonder why that isn’t standard practice anyway?!), and trying to use breastfeeding to contract the uterus instead of jumping straight to Pitocin.

First time holding "DiDi"
After KaiXin had been born Mark brought LiLi off the couch to see her new little brother.  He tried to shield her a bit from seeing the placenta being delivered but she was peering around him to see.  Vicki’s comment on the subject was that it was not much different from the slaughtered pigs she sees at market.  LiLi responded by nodding and saying “zhu, zhu”, which is Chinese for pig.

Overall though, the hospital staff was very hands off and good at asking us what WE wanted.  Vicki bled longer than normal so they asked again to try Pitocin – which we agreed to.  We just didn’t want to use unnecessary interventions; we’re not opposed to them if needed.

They left us in the labor room until about 6:30AM – largely to monitor Vicki’s bleeding better.  At 6:30AM Vicki took a shower and we moved to the recovery room.  By 9:30AM Vicki and KaiXin had their discharge papers, but we had to wait until 3PM to get the birth certificate.

Finally a "Jie Jie" - big sister
With LiLi we stayed at the hospital for 30 hours.  With KaiXin it was 12 hours from taxi to taxi – and that seemed like a few hours too many!  With LiLi Vicki felt like she had just finished a 24 hour mountain bike race, but with KaiXin it was like finishing a 2 hour race – fatiguing but quickly ready to pick up and move on.  We took turns chasing LiLi around the hospital floor while the other one stayed with KaiXin until the birth certificate was ready.

The kids don't look as excited
about our first family photo...
When checking out of the hospital, Mark went to the nurses’ station about 30 min. before we could leave to see if there was any checkout process we could begin so we could leave as soon as the birth certificate arrived.  With LiLi’s birth there were a series of things that had to be completed for us to leave that the nurses kept delaying on because they were not happy about us leaving at 30 hours, despite having pediatrician and midwife approval.  These nurses said there was nothing to do, and sure enough, once we got the birth certificate we were simply instructed to take the elevator to the first floor and make sure we signed the insurance direct billing release at the cashier’s station.  We then jumped in a taxi and were back at our hotel a few minutes later.  Who knew a China birth could be so easy?

Awesome Chinese birth certificate.
It was really the best birth experience we could imagine in Shanghai – a natural birth with as little time spent in the hospital as possible.  Having LiLi present was also great because we didn’t have to leave her with a stranger and then reappear with a new baby – plus, she got to see her “dìdì” (Mandarin for little brother) right away and begin adapting to the new normal.  More to come soon…

Monday, April 30, 2012

A couple of videos...

So as to not clog up Facebook with videos most people won't care about... here are a few of LiLi in the hours/two days after her little brother ("didi") was born.

LiLi playing on the couch in the labor/birthing room shortly after KaiXin was born.  Apparently it wasn't too traumatizing of an experience...



LiLi holding KaiXin for the first time.



LiLi "cleaning" KaiXin in our hotel room.


Out to dinner in Shanghai with friends.  LiLi is still the center of attention.



Monday, April 16, 2012

Our Prenatal Adventure in China: Part VII


This is Part VII of a series.  Click here to read from the beginning.

With this baby due any time now, here are the rest of the entries on our prenatal adventures in China in one long marathon update!

32 Weeks

We had our 32 week prenatal visit at the Shanghai hospital because they like to do a third trimester ultrasound here, so it was deemed one of the “important” visits.  We had our ultrasound first and then were to meet with the doctor.  The ultrasound tech was much less talkative than the one at the anatomy ultrasound and she didn’t even print a photo for us.  She did confirm that it was a boy though.

Following the ultrasound we went to meet with the OB, who was already waiting for us.  We had not yet met this particular OB and he did nothing to impress us.  When we walk in to meet him, the first thing he says is, “You gained 6kg.”  What a nice way to introduce yourself to a new patient…  We weren’t even sure what time period he was referring to (I had gained more than 6kg in the first 32 weeks) and if he was telling us I gained too little or too much. After four more tries it was conveyed that he thought it was too much weight gain since my previous Shanghai appointment.


I actually have a spreadsheet of my weight gain that I track weekly and compare it to my weight gain from when I was pregnant with LiLi.  The spreadsheet is for interest sake… not an obsession with weight.  I have gained the same total weight this pregnancy with the same spikes and plateaus.  To quantify that for you, I had gained a total of 28 pounds so far and, with LiLi, gained an additional 4 pounds before her birth.  I never did the half-pound a week gain the last few weeks like is often purported.

Doc, can you please specify what you mean
by I need to "start exercising"?  I don't know
what else to do if 7 hour rides aren't
exercise... Oh, wait.  YOU don't even know
what I do because you never asked!  
Then his OB-ness really came out.  Instead of asking good questions, he then tells me I “need to start eating healthy and exercising.”  I think I am in at least the 95th percentile of active pregnant women.  We still are riding our tandem bicycle (recently did a 70 mile, 7 hour ride with 3600’ of climbing – with a toddler in tow), going on hiking trips, etc. and my eating habits are quite healthy.  He also specifically stated that my weight gain has already put the baby on track to be too big since the ultrasound measured him at 1.9kg.  He never mentioned the accuracy of weight estimates via ultrasound though, which are often wrong.  In retrospect, we should have asked him for the confidence interval on that weight estimate.  Although we know birth weights of babies born to the same mother can vary greatly, LiLi was still only 6lbs 10 oz. and she was six days late.  It’s kind of funny to have this Chinese trained doctor say the baby is too big now when the previous Chinese doctors established him as too small.
                                   
This OB also told us “a couple hundred grams can have a drastic impact on your birth outcome” and indicated I would need a c-section.  At this point, Mark starts asking if it is really the weight of the baby or head circumference that is the problem.  We know lots of women who have had normal vaginal deliveries with ‘big’ babies.  Interestingly, some journal articles I read after we got home only find significant correlations between the doctor’s expectations of a big baby and the probability of a c-section and not with the actual birth weight of babies (or even head circumference).

We already had low expectations for this doctor before meeting him because one of Mark’s co-workers recently delivered his first baby with him.  When they met with him at their 36 week visit they were told they could schedule an induction for anytime after 39 weeks.  We told Mark’s co-worker that  a non-medically indicated induction for a first baby is silly and that if they did that they would probably be induced, be allowed to labor for 12 hours, and then be deemed ‘failure to progress’ and have a c-section.  The day after their due date they had an elective induction, she labored for just over 12 hours, the baby was deemed ‘too big,’ and they had a c-section.  Their baby only weighed 7lbs 5oz, yet the ultrasound had estimated a pound heavier, which the doctor considered ‘very large’ for a small Vietnamese woman.

Our arguing with the OB finally cued him that we didn’t really appreciate his “medical” advice and he started climbing out of the hole he had dug quite a bit.  He then started talking about how pregnancy isn’t a medical condition, etc.  He even went from telling us that we would need a c-section to saying that we could do a normal vaginal delivery for a breech baby (though this one is supposedly already vertex)!

We left that appointment rather disappointed though.  At our first visit, the head OB had indicated we would have no problem achieving the birth experience we desired at this hospital.  This OB left us feeling like we would rather have the baby in a taxi than at the hospital with this particular OB!
Finally¸ this OB told us we didn’t have to move to Shanghai until 10 days before our due date instead of two weeks, which gives us four extra days to possibly have a home birth instead of having a birth experience with him!  More so, it means four less days spent living in a hotel room with a toddler.

34 Weeks

For my 34 week prenatal visit, only a routine checkup was required so I went to the local Sanmen hospital, as the Ningbo hospital had suggested.  However, since the Sanmen hospital doesn’t have a VIP clinic to help foreigners navigate the hospital, the local site doctor accompanied me.  The site doctor is an ISOS (http://www.internationalsos.com/en/)  doctor who can speak English (though is Chinese and Chinese-trained) who is on call for the expats 24/7.  There is a small medical clinic on site, but it doesn’t have a fetal Doppler, urinalysis capability, etc. so we still had to go to the Sanmen hospital.  The site has two of these doctors who rotate every 30 days.

Anyway, in advance of the need for this appointment I had sent an e-mail to the site doctor explaining what I needed and also forwarded him the note the Shanghai doctor had written clearly specifying what care I have already received and what care I needed at the 34 week visit (urinalysis, fetal Doppler, blood pressure).  While often the site doctors seem under qualified (at best), this one did take the initiative to call the Shanghai doctor to make sure he understood what I needed, etc. before taking me into Sanmen.

Another expat needed to have some routine blood work done, so the doctor took both of us to the hospital at the same time.  It is a 30 minute drive to the local hospital.  When we got there, the site doctor (George) asked us to sit down while he registered us.  I had some blood work done at the hospital in the fall, so I had a Sanmen hospital card (registered under my Chinese name 惠丽) that I passed off to him.  George returned a few minutes later to retrieve the other expat for his blood work.  When they finished, the returned to retrieve me and said that we had to go to a different hospital in Sanmen for prenatal care – the Sanmen Traditional Medicine Hospital as opposed to the Sanmen People’s Hospital.

We took a taxi over to the other hospital (5 min. away) and George registered me at the front desk and then we went upstairs to wait.  The hospital doesn’t have appointments, so you just get in line once you are there (that was one perk of the VIP clinic in Ningbo – I could schedule an appointment).  We only waited about 30 minutes (I think only because George asked the head nurse every 5 min. how long until they could take me). 

Even though he is a doctor, George didn’t think he would be allowed to go back with me to see the OB since men aren’t generally allowed, so he wrote a note with his phone number for me to give the OB when I got to her so she could call him and he could tell her why I was there.  Thankfully, they didn’t actually care and George was able to join me and he explained to the (young) OB what I needed and that my main care was in Shanghai.  The OB was great.  She didn’t try to send me for additional blood work or anything (which happened every time I went to Ningbo).  She just did my blood pressure, fundal height measurement, and the fetal heart rate.

After meeting with the OB we then went downstairs to do the urinalysis.  I was handed the little plastic open cup on a stick and directed to a bathroom – which was several hallways away!  Again, no clean catch concept exists.  George advised me to only pee a little in the cup to make carrying it easier.  When I carried it back to the nurses’ station, they then directed ME to pour it into a glass vial, which was lined up in a grid of glass vials.  Let’s just say that splashing into other vials is not only a possibility with this method, it is probable!  We then had to wait about 15 minutes for them to print off my urinalysis results (which were all normal).

I really wasn’t surprised about anything during this visit since the procedures really weren’t that much different than in Ningbo.  However, the other expat who was with us hadn’t been to a Chinese hospital before and he was blown away by everything he was seeing, particularly the parents walking around holding an IV bag on a stick that is inserted in their child’s head.  If a child gets even a little sick here, they take them to the hospital to be rehydrated and receive a round of antibiotics.  They are going to have major issues here in a few years with super-bugs and antibiotic resistance.  At 2 years old, LiLi has never received any antibiotics…  However, I hardly noticed any of these oddities.  I guess I am becoming desensitized…

36 Weeks

The 36 week prenatal appointment was in Shanghai because it was one of the “important” visits.  At this visit they did the Strep. B culture.  We met with Dr. Ji again this time.  She is the head of the OB department at the Shanghai hospital and we were impressed with her during our initial visit to the hospital.

After our previous (disappointing) visit with a Shanghai OB, I wrote down several direct questions to ask (like how they operationalize “progress” in labor, their c-section/induction/epidural rates, birthing supplies that would be available (birthing ball, bathtub, etc.)) so we wouldn’t be surprised in labor.  She answered all of the questions well (giving the book definition of “progress” though it was pretty obvious that in labor it tends to be operationalized by whether the parents feel progress is being made fast enough… which, I guess, would be to the benefit of a relaxed patient).

We also brought along our three page birth plan and asked the doctor to review it and tell us if the hospital wouldn’t be able to accommodate any portions of it or if we should modify sections.  She finished reviewing it and goes “We don’t do PKU testing until 72 hours here in China.”  This genetic testing is done at 24 hours in MA and was the reason we had to stay at the hospital a min. of 24 hours post LiLi’s birth.  We had assumed it would be done in the same timeframe so it was included in the birth plan that we wished to have the option to leave after 24 hours (i.e. after PKU test).  We were a bit distraught about having to wait 72 hours to leave the hospital (though Ningbo told us 10-14 days!) when the doctor clarified that the testing was after at least 72 hours.  Since it was our second baby, we could actually check out after six hours and just return for the PKU testing. 

Her willingness to accommodate all parts of our birth plan and let us leave at 6 hours gave us warm fuzzy feeling again about this hospital.  Unfortunately, knowing that we could end up with the OB we had met with the previous time tempered the excitement a bit.  At 32 weeks he was already practically recommending a c-section be scheduled!  Having the head of the department tell us none of the birth plan violated hospital rules though is critical – if we have to fight for anything (which hopefully won’t happen), we have the head OB on our side.

37 Weeks

The 37 week prenatal checkup was done at the local Sanmen hospital.  The site SOS doctor had rotated, so I had to explain what I needed again.  This doctor, Gabriel, was already aware of our need to go to the ‘other’ hospital in Sanmen for the prenatal checkup.  He was very apologetic that we couldn’t make an appointment, which I was already aware of.

We left the site at 9AM and had registered me by 9:30AM.  We then went upstairs to submit my registration card into the stack and begin the wait.  There were about forty other women already waiting ahead of me.  I’m not sure if the crowd was bigger because it was a Monday or because it was post-Qingming Festival and people were trying to get their missed appointments in now.  Gabriel told me to find a seat and hope I got to see an OB before their lunch break (11:30AM-1:30PM).  At 11:15AM Gabriel called me over – he convinced the head nurse to bump me up to be taken before the lunch break.

However, since Gabriel was with me (i.e. a male) and I needed him for translation purposes, we had to wait in the hallway since the OBs see several patients at one time (yeah, no privacy of medical information here!) and he didn’t feel comfortable being around the other female patients.  Mind you, they are all fully clothed.  The most skin you might see is a belly during a fetal heart rate check!

We finally saw an OB who was really confused about why me prenatal records had differing due dates.  I finally got Gabriel to convince her to just move on and use the Shanghai date – I was only there for basic care anyway!  She did my blood pressure and then decided I didn’t need a urinalysis (even though the Shanghai doctor said to have it done… I didn’t argue this one though because mine have always been normal).  After the fetal heart rate check and fundal height measurement Gabriel said we could go but would have to return at 1:30PM.

I knew I had done everything the Shanghai doctor had requested (except for the urinalysis), so I was confused why we would have to return in two hours after the lunch break.  He said the OB wanted me to have an ultrasound.  I asked if the OB thought something was wrong, and he assured me everything was fine and that they just do these routine ultrasounds (as I already knew from Ningbo).  However, I insisted that he instead call my Shanghai doctor and check.  I knew I didn’t need this unnecessary test and it was going to be a pain to return in two hours – particularly since I would then have to arrange additional childcare for LiLi or bring her with me.  Gabriel called the Shanghai doctor who confirmed I didn’t need the ultrasound, but the Sanmen OB saw it as an elective (i.e. obstinate) decision on my part and made me sign a statement that I was refusing her recommended treatment.

Just as a point of interest… the total cost for this visit was Y2.50.  That is 40 cents.  It did take a lot of my time though.  I don’t understand how this local Chinese hospital can have electronic medical records but fail to be able to schedule appointments.  So many man hours are lost to patients (and their families) unnecessarily sitting at hospitals waiting to see a doctor.

With our scheduled temporary move to Shanghai for this baby’s birth just around the corner (April 20th), I probably won’t be spending much more time at the local hospitals.  This journey through some local Chinese hospitals has certainly been eye opening though.  The actual cost of medical service here is so very low that it has led to the overuse of the medical system by both patients seeking antibiotics unnecessarily and doctors keeping patients for longer than necessary and prescribing unneeded tests (blood work, ultrasounds, etc.).  Hopefully our kids continue to be healthy so we have no need to frequent these places again!

Friday, April 13, 2012

Our Prenatal Adventure in China: Part VI


This is Part VI of a series.  Click here to read from the beginning.

Since baby #2 may arrive at anytime now, expect a marathon session of prenatal blog updates.  We've been delinquent in posting these...

Although we are planning to have our baby in Shanghai, we were told by United Family Hospital that it was no problem to do the ‘unimportant’ prenatal checkups more locally in Ningbo.  Since these ‘unimportant’ visits are only supposed to consist of 1) weight check; 2) blood pressure; 3) belly measurement; and 4) urine sample (check for proteins) I had considered asking the local site doctor if I could do it here so that I didn’t have to even go to Ningbo (2 hours away), but decided I really only get one chance to experience prenatal care in Chinese hospitals and I should just make the trip.

Since I hadn’t actually been to the Ningbo hospital in a little while because I had done a couple of appointments in Shanghai, I e-mailed the hospital to ask who I should call to schedule the appointment because I knew the nurse’s number I had should have already had her baby and was likely no longer working.  Sure enough, I was directed towards a new contact person.  I called the nurse on a Thursday and scheduled my appointment for the following Monday: Feb. 13.

My new English speaking nurse contact – “Jany” – meets us shortly after our arrival and brings us to meet with the doctor.  Jany’s English abilities are better than the previous nurse’s and she is very friendly.  However, her English is still fairly limited, which makes her translating for the doctor a bit of a scene.  I try explaining right from the start that we have been going to Shanghai, but that Shanghai said we could still go to Ningbo for the normal prenatal checkups.  I’ve had the Level-II ultrasound as well as my glucose screening already.  I was only here today for a regular prenatal checkup.  I also mentioned that Shanghai moved my due date.  By the Shanghai hospital’s due date I was 29 weeks but 31 weeks 5 days by Ningbo’s estimate.  The Ningbo doctor insisted their due date was correct and Shanghai was wrong.  She also didn’t understand why I was splitting my care and seemed to think I was an incompliant patient for not having come back sooner (though I had been to Shanghai!).

Again, they asked if I had eaten already.  It’s nearly 3PM, of course I had eaten.  So they ask if I can come back the next day for ‘fasting’ blood work.  I feel like it’s groundhog day again.  They ask me every visit to return the next day for blood work that requires fasting and I always refuse.  Not only is it impossible to by short notice train tickets like that, it is a long trip.  Besides, I was only there for four things: weigh in, blood pressure, a belly measurement, and a urine test!  I knew no blood work was needed, but we also knew that would get lost in translation and I would appear belligerent again.  So instead we inquired if we could just go to the local Sanmen hospital for the blood work if it is routine.  The doctor agreed that was fine and wrote down the blood tests she wanted in Mandarin.  We really had no intention of getting them, but at least it would allow the appointment to progress.

Next, the doctor did do what I came for: she measured my belly and listed to the baby’s heart rate. And another nurse did my blood pressure and weight.  Since this was a Chinese hospital, we were next taken for an ultrasound, because they do them every time… not just as medically indicated.  However, since the ultrasound is an assembly line process, it is not very special.  We didn’t even bother asking the nurse if Mark could come too, because we already knew the answer.  Besides, we didn’t think the ultrasound was needed anyway.   We waited a few minutes in line before I was bumped to the front (because $13 buys me VIP status…) and went in for the ultrasound.  Since it is an assembly line process I don’t even actually get to see my baby on the screen because the ultrasound tech doesn’t turn the screen at all – the next person in line does though!  It is such a strange process.

Next the nurse takes me to do the urine sample.  I am given a little plastic cup with a stick handle to pee into and then instructed to carry it out of the bathroom to the nurses’ station.  Again, the notion of a clean catch is non-existent here.  Thankfully, I remember to bring my own toilet paper into the bathroom with me though!  I must say, weaving my way to the nurses’ station from the bathroom with an uncapped cup of pee in a little plastic cup is an interesting experience.  The nurse at that station then takes it from me, dumps it into a test tube, labels it, and gives me a corresponding label with a barcode.  I am instructed to wait there for about 20 minutes and then walk up to a machine and scan the barcode.  If my test is done, the machine will spit out my results.  At that point, I am told to call my English speaking nurse friend and she will re-meet us in the VIP clinic.

This whole process actually went rather smoothly and we beat Jany back to the VIP clinic so I just gave my ultrasound paperwork and urine sample results to the doctor when we got up there.  Jany was along shortly and the doctor had already had a few minutes to review my results so things went a little quicker.  I was told the urine sample was fine but that the ultrasound says I am measuring one week smaller then my due date.  I need to pay better attention to my nutrition and eat four more eggs a day and drink two bottles of milk.  I love their nutrition suggestions.  However, since our due dates are all over the place, we have a really hard time caring that the baby is supposedly one week small.  Wouldn’t that make him one week big by Shanghai counting then? 

We thank the doctor for her assistance and then ask the nurse if it is possible to see a birthing room at this hospital.  We tell her that we may still be considering delivering the baby in Ningbo and would like to see their facilities.  She asks us to wait for a little bit because she has something else she needs to run and do, but meets us again (right about when we thought we had been abandoned) and takes us to a neighboring hospital building where they do the births.

As we take the elevator up to the VIP birthing ward, she tells us that they have three levels of VIP rooms that cost Y800, Y1200, or Y1500 per night.  When we get to the VIP recovery floor, it is really quiet, big, and open.  She talks to the nurses’ station there and we find that the more expensive rooms are currently occupied but she gets a key to show us the cheapest VIP room.  This room is actually quite nice.  It is big, with two hospital beds (so the spouse can sleep over), a TV, microwave, refrigerator, and Western style bathroom.  It seemed like a perfectly acceptable place to recover post delivery.

The nurse, Jany, also takes us to the regular recovery room floor, where there are two people per room for Y90/night or three people per room for Y70/night. 

When we asked how long they keep their patients post-delivery, we were told 10-14 days for a normal vaginal delivery.  She didn’t seem amused that we left the hospital with LiLi at 30 hours post-delivery!  We’re not really sure why they want to keep the women and babies that long.  The wards are crowded, so wouldn’t it make sense to let everyone go a little earlier and have less overlap?

We also left there a bit confused about where the actual delivery takes place.  Do patients change rooms?  It sounded like there was a laboring room, a delivery room, and a recovery room – at least for the non-VIP patients.  It also seemed like men were only allowed in the recovery rooms.  Mark thought he was told he could be present for a Ningbo birth though because the VIP patients do all three in the same room.

We didn’t follow up on this though because we decided that, even though the facilities seemed good enough, we didn’t want to 1) be in the dark about everything because of a language barrier with the medical staff and 2) have to fight for our desired birth experience because of language and cultural barriers.  If there was a medical emergency, how could we make an informed decision?  We don’t consider “failure to progress” (in most cases) to be a medical emergency, but many hospitals quickly jump to a c-section over it.  With China’s c-section rate over 50%, we decided we couldn’t risk a language-barrier situation resulting in a c-section because we can’t argue effectively (and believe me, we enjoy arguing with OBs).

That 29 week visit really confirmed for us that a hospital birth in China would have to be in Shanghai if we wanted a non-medical birth experience like LiLi’s.  Since we were just going to Ningbo for routine checkups now, the nurse suggested we just get someone in Sanmen to translate for us and go to the local hospital, since any local hospital can do these routine visits.  And so with that, we ended our prenatal care relationship with Ningbo…

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Easter Weekend


Dying eggs - and taste testing.
We had a very full and fun Easter weekend.  On Saturday we went to the Ningbo Youngor Zoo with LiLi’s teacher’s family.  The expat playgroup Vicki formed a couple months ago organized the trip, but there were limited transportation options directly from site, so we opted to take the train and to invite the Pan family with us.  At 7:30AM a taxi picked up our family and LinCai (LiLi’s teacher), JunWu (LinCai’s husband), and XuanNi (LinCai’s 4 year old daughter) and took us to the Sanmen train station (30 min. away).  We took a 35 minute train ride to Ningbo and then another taxi from the Ningbo train station to the zoo (another 35 minutes).

LiLi and XuanNi
LiLi and ShuShu (JunWu)
When we pulled into the zoo parking lot, LinCai started calling to someone, and we quickly realized that her mother and brother’s girlfriend had met us there.  We’ve met them on a couple previous occasions so it was nice to already know them instead of awkwardly trying to figure out who was joining us for the day!  We asked where LinCai’s younger brother was and were told he was driving, which we thought meant parking the car…  but it was a couple of hours until he actually met us.

I called the group who was driving from site (three families – eleven people total) and they were still 45 minutes out from meeting us, so we started our way through the zoo and figured we would meet up eventually.  Somehow our paths never intersected though.  We were already traveling as a group of eight though (two kids and six adults – seven once LinCai’s brother arrived), so it was probably for the best that the group didn’t double in size.

Petting a camel
Mark and XuanNi
The zoo was nice, but still very Chinese.  Despite signs saying not to feed the animals, the animals are fed very frequently and look like sad, begging dogs.  However, the “perk” of this is that you can to interact with many animals more closely than you would in the States, where animals are kept more wild.  For instance, we got to pet a camel, watch monkeys reach out for popcorn, see the bears begging for food on their hind legs, etc.  The highlight of the day was being able to buy a live chicken for Y30 ($5) and throw it to the white tigers.  LiLi also liked the couple of shows we went to see – the parrot show and the sea lion show.  We had a very casual, leisurely pace the entire day.



Group photo (L-R): Mark,
Vicki, LiLi, LinCai's brother
and his girlfriend, LinCai's
mother holding XuanNi,
LinCai, and JunWu.
Our day at the zoo was a nice benchmark in our progress in Chinese language acquisition since there was no stress the whole day, we never had to use our electronic translator, and no one in the Pan family spoke any English.

Enjoying a chocolate bunny
on Easter morning
Family photo - with our
neighbor Terry in the background
Easter Sunday we had our neighbor Terry, who lives directly below us, come up for a big breakfast.  We made pancakes, eggs, bacon, and potatoes.  At just before 11AM we headed over to the Easter egg hunt and picnic that the spouses club organized for the expat kids on site.  One of Mark’s coworkers brought back the plastic eggs after a trip to the U.S. a month ago.  While the commercialized aspects of Christmas have taken root in China, there is virtually no existence of Easter paraphernalia – religious or commercialized.  Once LiLi knew her task – pick up the eggs – she was totally into it. 

Greg & LiLi - Easter egg
hunting is serious business
She also weighted her bag
with a bunch of rocks!
Expat kids at the cookout
Following the egg hunt we all walked over to the American Restaurant just outside the site (next to LiLi’s teacher’s house), where we rented their grill and tables and did our own Easter cookout.  There were about 30 people at the cookout.  It was a nice holiday spent with close friends.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Birthdays

Mark and LiLi celebrated their 28th and 2nd birthdays on March 16th.  The weekend of their birthday we did a hiking trip to Yandang Shan - a mountain range formed through volcanic activity.  We went here with Vicki's family in December and really loved it, so when one of Mark's co-workers (who helped us arrange our Dec. trip) decided to organize a trip there, we were definitely in.


Hiking with our baby girl
There were 17 of us that went on the weekend trip.  It is a 2 hour drive (or 35 min. train ride) from our home.  Ten of us stayed in a "Farmer's Hotel" while the rest of the group opted for the 4-star hotel (the only hotel in town with "soft" beds).  It is Y100/night for the farmer's hotel - so about $15.  The 4-star hotel is Y400/night - so $60.  The farmer's hotel is just a private home that has been organized into motel rooms.  Think of the shabbiest motel you've ever stayed in and you are probably close to what this place is like.  But the price matches the quality, so we don't care!  The beds are Chinese beds - which are akin to sleeping on a sheet of plywood.  When we arrived this time too, the weather had just changed from cold days to warmer days (in the 50s), so the concrete house was "sweating".  There was literally water dripping from the ceiling and the walls and floor looked like they had been doused with a bucket.  Each of the rooms has an individual heater/air conditioner though, so once in there, we were able to control the moisture a bit.  The first night though the sheets felt pretty damp!  We liken it to camping though, so it doesn't faze us.


That night we went out to dinner with the other "young" Westerners in the group.  So the five of us grabbed some street food snacks and then ate at a noodle shop.  LiLi ate quickly and was ready to go play with local kids on the street, so Mark stayed inside to chat with his co-workers while LiLi and I played.


People here love to give LiLi gifts - particularly if they think it will 1) allow them to hold her (bribes!); or 2) keep her around longer.  Sometimes these gifts are questionable (e.g. a book of matches), but most are food (e.g. candy, jello, "meat" sticks, duck tongue, etc.).  On this particular night, LiLi was looking at the seafood selection at a nearby restaurant with other kids and the staff decided to give LiLi two live little shrimp in a cup.  After a little bit they decided to throw in a little minnow too, but they didn't add more water to the cup so the fish started splashing water out violently since it wasn't fully submerged.  This is now LiLi's favorite story to retell.  She is becoming quite the story teller despite her limited vocabulary.  So most of the story is told through charades, renditions of "what's that!", and a few interspersed words like "wet" or "yu" (Mandarin for fish).  It is hilarious.  She is so much fun.


LiLi was a big hit, as well as my pregnant belly ("Didi" as LiLi calls it - Mandarin for little brother).  While I was out on the street with LiLi I had to answer many questions about when I was due, if it was a boy, where the baby would be born (they always think I will return to the U.S. for the birth), etc.  I'm pretty good at conversing in Mandarin on this topic now.  This time, I was scolded by the local women though.  They unzipped my jacket and patted by sides, yelling at me "Meiyou! Meiyou!".  This literally translates as "no have".  Apparently they didn't think I had enough fat on my sides and I should eat more.  They even brought out a rather pregnant Chinese woman to show me what I should look like.  Ironically, at the beginning of the month the doctor in Shanghai (ignorantly) told me I gained too much weight and I "need to start exercising and eating healthy" (since his assumption apparently was I am lazy and eat too much unhealthy food.  He never actually asked me what I do for exercise or what I eat.).  Apparently I can't please anyone...


The next morning we went hiking with the group.  Mark's co-worker, Amy, who organized the trip actually went off with three of the other guys to do a more aggressive hike.  Yandang is set up as a series of "parks" - you can hike between all of them, but most people drive between the main attractions.  In reality, this geological park requires very little hiking, and even the trails that are off the beaten path are all armored stone!  The Chinese tourists rarely leave the main paths though, so the more secluded ones are quiet and free of obnoxious tour guides with flags and bullhorns.


We would have joined the more aggressive hiking group if I wasn't so pregnant and worried about holding them up.  Having us stay with the main group also allowed Amy to go enjoy herself.  She feels a need to "babysit" when she organizes these things and is always having to hike or ride at a slower pace than she would prefer.  She asked us to "babysit" the group - which we agreed to do just so she would go do the hike she would enjoy.  


No one in the group actually needs babysitting though...  they are all quite competent adults.  Amy had also arranged for an English tour guide for the group, but the guide canceled last minute due to a family emergency so we actually ended up with a Mandarin-speaking guide instead.  The poor woman must have felt like she was herding cats all day.  Westerners aren't very good at being herded.  Just tell us when to be back on the bus and let us be.  No need to move us a a big group.  


I think my favorite moment was at the Square Cave attraction.  We had gone there with my family in December and at that time Mark had seen a trail he though you could hike down.  So this time he took LiLi and the two of them ran ahead to go do that and just meet us at the bottom of the mountain for lunch.  When the rest of us got to the path that led to the trail Mark took down, the guide stopped everyone and said there was no more road (which isn't true...) and we couldn't go any further.  She then asked, "where is the man with the baby?  She nearly had a heart attack when we grinned and said, "down that road!"  Mark and LiLi made it down the mountain just fine and we met up with them at the base for lunch.


At another location, we were aware of another waterfall that we had seen when hiking with my family, so we wanted to go see how much water flow there was now.  One of Mark's Chinese co-workers ("Cathy") told the guide we wanted to do this and would just meet up at the bus later.  The guide was visibly stressed about losing some of her "cats" but agreed we could just be back to the bus at five.  Cathy joined us for the afternoon then and we had a great time together.  The tour guide called Cathy at 4PM to say everyone else was already back on the bus.  We were no where near the exit though (or done with our hike), so it was agreed that the bus would just come back and get us at 5PM instead.


When we got back to the farmer's hotel, we found only cold showers...  We called Amy, who called the owner, and found out that he was out of oil.  We heated water in a teapot and bathed in the sink before going to dinner (street food).  There was hot water though by the time we returned from dinner.


The next day it was raining and we thought that the group would just head back home early instead.  We called the more aggressive hikers, who had set out earlier in the morning, and heard that they were huddled in a shelter at a trail head waiting for the rain to clear in order to start their hike.  Apparently there was some miscommunication... because we thought they would be back in two hours.  So we decided to just hang out in the lobby of the 4-star hotel until then.  


Chocolate cupcakes with ganache
frosting decorated as fish
Five hours later we were finally on our way...  It was frustrating to not know what was going on for that long and to try to keep a toddler entertained in a hotel lobby.  The weather had actually cleared up a bunch by then though, so we drove to one last destination on our way out.  A third of the group took the cable car up to the top of the mountain and the rest of us hiked up the steps.  Since this part of Yandang Shan is the most out of the way the place was empty.  There were several interesting Buddhist temples built here and also some fun hiking.  At the end of one path there seemed to be a trail going down the mountain.  So Mark (with LiLi) and his co-worker Jesse (one of the more aggressive hikers) decided to run down the mountain and have us pick them up on the road on the way out.  The plan actually worked out well and they got to get in some extra hiking.  



Decorating starfish.  LiLi loves to do crafts.
This trip to Yandang Shan was a fun & inexpensive way to spend Mark & LiLi's birthday weekend.  Because of this trip, we actually ended up doing LiLi's 2nd birthday party the following weekend.  It was a fish-themed party.  So we made fish bowl invitations ("Swim on over for LiLi's 2nd birthday!"), decorated the house with "fish" balloons we made (taping paper fins, tail, and eyes on are quite effective) and hung from the ceiling, and served fish cupcakes and dirt pie (and a carrot cake birthday cake for Mark).  We also decorated "star fish" with rice I dyed and set up "fishing" in the bathtub with magnetic fish and poles.  It was a fun time.


We had seventeen adults and ten children come to the party.  LiLi love hosting a crowd and is still excited about the fish balloons hanging from the ceiling...










To finish off our birthday weekend, we took advantage of the nice weather to get in a long bike ride.  A group of our friends were going hiking, but we decided we need to ride because 1) we need to train for the W101 (there is a possibility we will be home for it this summer); 2) at this point in the pregnancy it is more fun to ride than to hike; and 3) we need to take advantage of riding without having to find a babysitter!

The Zhongmen hill climb.  What awesome,
vacant road climbing up the mountain!



We set out to try a new route.  Normally when we do this I create GPS tracks for us to follow.  However, since we mostly new the route and looked at Google Maps, we didn't take the time to create a track to follow.  Not a good idea...  First, we missed the left we wanted and climbed an extra 300' to a dead-end.  Not a big deal though.  We got to see people hand cutting granite and the view was nice.  We then found our correct left hand turn, but then we came to a split in the road with two village names we didn't recognize.  On the map there seemed to be one main road with some offshoots... but both of these looked like main roads.  We chose the one we thought kept climbing the most (since we were only at 400' elevation and knew we needed to go to 1200').  We picked wrong though.  That road climbed a bunch more but then descended before we knew it should...  We ended up at a road we have done before (glad for old tracks on the GPS!), but it meant we still had another 1200' to climb to get home!


Another thing to note... don't let the pregnant girl carry the money since she'll have to pee so many times during the ride.  One of the times we stopped I must have lost our cash.  It is quite the ordeal to get off riding bibs to pee on the side of the road, so this isn't surprising in retrospect.  We had a bunch of food with us, but had planned on buying some snacks at some point.  With the extra climbing, the ride was a slower pace than expected which meant we definitely needed food...  but we had no money now!  Mark ended up begging some food from a small village store (we've been there before - so he'll return there to repay them the 95 cents for the break cakes.  It was probably a gift, but it will make us feel better.

Flowering broccoli adds some
color to the landscape
Also, because the pace was slower with the additional climbing, we were now racing dark.  We have a permanently mounted light on LiLi's chair, but we didn't bother bringing a front light.  We ended up getting home only 15 min. after sunset - so it was still dusk.  It was a hard, long ride but a great training day.  6:20 pedal time, 113K, and 3600' of climbing.  Not too shabby for being somewhere between 35 weeks and 37.5 weeks pregnant!  And we had LiLi with us.  She loves to ride.  She NEVER complained the whole ride and spent a lot of it serenading us with her singing (the lyrics generally just include "Mama", "Baba" (Daddy in Mandarin), and "Yi-a" ("Ayi" is auntie in Mandarin, but LiLi flips them and calls her teacher Yi-a) or pointing out her favorite sites (ducks - i.e. yazi (she calls them "ga ga ga" since that's the noise the Chinese say ducks make), cows (niu), and flowers (hua).  Where did we get such an awesome kid?