I’m 34 weeks and had an ultrasound today. They saw my swollen feet and wanted to do baseline bloodwork for preeclampsia. I have been an emotional wreck for weeks because of COVID, but completely lost it when I went back to the lab and the phlebotomist opened the door to call me in and wasn’t wearing a mask. I took a step back and asked if he had a mask. He was like, “yeah, but...” and I politely asked if he wouldn’t mind putting it on. He rolled his eyes and bit his tongue before acquiescing. At the same time I was waiting for him to change his gloves because he had opened the door with them on as the previous patient was leaving. I didn’t get far enough to find out if he would have changed them. I was like, you know what, I’m going to have to do this another time. I left, walked out of the building, and broke down. It was just the straw that broke the camel’s back. I’ve been so scared for the past several weeks that my husband or I will get COVID right before my May 7 section and either my husband won’t be able to be there or I will be separated from my first born. Today just put me over the edge. I’ve been so careful it really upsets me that others aren’t. I’m scared and anxious and want to hold my healthy baby in four and a half weeks.