Ding-Dong the Wicked Witch is DEAD!

As you may remember, I can't stand my OB and finally decided to seek out a new one. The new OB said she'd take me on, which was great news. Not every Dr would take on a 26 week twin pregnancy half way through! So, last week was our first appointment with the new Dr. I'll call her Dr. K.
She's fabulous! She's about 38, had two kids, 3 years and 13 months or so. She had gestational diabetes with one of her pregnancies, so she can relate. She's a straight shooter and will tell you like it is, but at the same time very easy to talk to. I felt like I was talking to a friend, the kind who will tell you to buck up if need be. She speaks Russian and has a lot of Russian patients, from what I can tell.
Several specific things were especially good news with her. First off, last pregnancy, I saw a perinatologist (specialist) due to the diabetes. We'll call him Dr. S, and he's in my area, I know what to expect from him, and him from me. I'm a pretty compliant patient and quite low maintenance so it just flowed nicely. I asked the *itch OB if I could see him when she tried to refer me to one down in Tarzana. Tarzana is about a 30 minute drive and with a 2 year old it can be difficult...especially as I get further along and will need to be seen more often. Her response was, "I've never heard of him, he's in Santa Clarita so he must not be any good." Now, I do not live in the ghetto, or the boondocks or under a rock. There are plenty of fine doctors here. So, I agree to see the one she wanted me to see, (and she was very nice) but figured if I get GD again, I'll switch and see Dr. S, simply due to logistics.
Well, I start telling Dr. K that I'd like to see Dr. S again, and I'm waiting for her to say, "I've never heard of him" "No, I'm particular about you seeing this one..." etc. Instead she says, "Oh, Dr. S? I just started referring to him about 6 months ago and I love him! Here's a referral slip!"
Would you like to know what this ball of hormones did? Yep, I burst into tears. OMG, I was mortified, embarrassed, you name it. As I was getting myself under control, I said, "I'm so sorry...I don't know why I'm so emotional...", she says, "Sweetie, you're pregnant. With twins. You can cry anytime you want."
I love her.
She even hugged both of us when we left.
Oh! And she actually examined me! The *itch never did, all she'd do is find the heartbeats on my tummy. Any idiot can do that...hell I rented a doppler when I was prego with Zach and used it all the time. Dr. K actually did a quick ultrasound, made sure everything was as it should be, (amniotic fluid present, heartbeats present, etc.) and then she checked my cervix. TMI, but it's long and closed, which is exactly what it should be.
I'm just so thrilled. I can't believe I waited that long to change! Silly me.
I tell you, I was never so thrilled to cancel my appointment with the *itch the next morning and tell them I wouldn't be coming back. Ever.
(Oh, and as a disclosure, I don't really wish the *itch dead, I just don't ever want to lay eyes on her again.)