Sunday, October 18, 2015
Dr. Mengelberg delivered my son in 1976. She was the doctor on duty that evening, so I had never met her before. As she wheeled me into the delivery room, the nurse said, "Shall we have the father dress and come in?" Dr. Mengelberg answered, "OK. But if he talks as much as his wife, he'll have to leave!" I decided after that delivery that she should become my regular OB/Gyn. When I went to my first routine check-up with her, I was struggling to understand her accent. She said, "OK. Now it's time to shake your chest." So, I obediently started shaking my boobs back and forth. She said, "Vhat are you doink?" Sheepishly, I said, "Shaking my chest???" She said, "NO! I'M going to "shake" it. Like this!" And she proceeded to give me a breast exam! Then it donned on me, she was saying "check" It was time to "check" my chest! After that initial delivery and "shake-up", she went on to take care of my next 2 pregnancies. I always reflect on Dr. Mengelberg with fondness.
