Post by sifreynir on Sept 14, 2006 10:01:13 GMT
I still feel physical pain at points of remembering my first birth, it isn't something that should be associated with something so special. However my condition was serious and my son and me nearly died, the worst part for me however was the appauling attitude of the staff during the whole process....
I had already miscarried which had ripped me apart. The loss of my first child was my first experience of death and it knocked me for six...so to speak. I had a D&C to remove the remains of my 10 week baby.
I got pregnant really quickly. Looking back I was neither emotionally nor physically ready to have a baby, but I wanted a baby.
So anyway, after a long list of 'things that can go wrong will' that year I was induced with pre-eclampsia. I was quite likely already depressed by this point but I just wanted baby out safe.
I was given my first dose of gel at around 8am on the Tuesday morning. I was given two more lots of gel before real pains started. Spent the early house of Wednesday morning walking the halls alone...wanted my mum. By 8am I had dilated enough to go to the labour ward and my mum and partner were called.
I don't really remember them turning up to be honest, because they gave me the gas and air and away I went with the fairies lol! It was great.
I can't really remember the pain. i know they say being induced is 10 times more painful than natural labour but I didn't really feel it...which I guess was down to the gas and air.
I was harrassed constantly about having an epidural. They didn't seem to understand why I didn't want one and couldn't take no for an answer. When they couldn't persuade me into an epidural they offered pethedine...which i said no to...a number of times. So they sent in a consultant...and I said yes to shut them the hell up. This shot stopped my contractions.
My mum has said afterwards they knew this would happen, she heard them talking outside my room about a shift change...didnt' want me delivering whilst they were changing over
which is why they were so keen to get me to have it.
Because the pethedine stopped my contractions I had to be put on a drip to start them back up again. STILL they thought I should have an epidural....STILL I told them no.
I remeber fondly...or not
pooing myself...loverly lol. Which I was told was a good sign....okay! I wasn't dilating fast enough so they broke my waters and I dilated fully very quickly...seconds off being prepped for a c section.
I began pushing and aparently did very well unfortunately my contractions were 1 and 3 mins apart so during the longer breaks I put my leg down which was up on the midwifes hip during my pushing stages....this for some reason, pushed baby back up the birth canal!
So the next time I had to keep my legs up in the air lol. I foudn out a couple of weeks ago that they needed to get my son out quickly because of the delay with him going back up...so I had an episiotomy so his head would come out easier.
I remember his cord was white, not like i had seen in all those baby programs....but I was dazed from teh drugs and exhausted from the 12 hours labour. I hardly had the strength to hold him and even now, remembering asking someone to take him before I dropped him hurts because thos moments are so precious. But I just physically couldn't do it.
Then the placenta. It was coming away in pieces, something I have now learnt is a side effect that sometimes occures due to the drugs used for inducement. In came a consultant...they never have small hands to they...and tried to remove it manually....scream...ye gods did I. I remember begging him to stop...thankfully he did. And then ordered me to theatre for a manual removal.
Then the midwife from hell. The midwife who delivered my son had finished her shift so went. Another one came into the room and mentioned an epidural. I told her I didn't want one.
She laughed in my face and asked "whats a matter do you think you are going to get paralysed or something"
"I asked her what the f@?* I had just gone through all that for without one, to do it now"
She told me I would have to tell the consultant...
Mum said she later heard said midwife outside complaining with other staff about not wanting to do a watch all night- which is what they would have to do if I had general anesthetic instead of an epidural.
Thankfully the consultant didn't batter an eyelid when i said I didn't want an epidural...just said no problem.
I can't remember anything much after that. They prepped me for surgery I was just relieved to finally sleep.
I had already miscarried which had ripped me apart. The loss of my first child was my first experience of death and it knocked me for six...so to speak. I had a D&C to remove the remains of my 10 week baby.
I got pregnant really quickly. Looking back I was neither emotionally nor physically ready to have a baby, but I wanted a baby.
So anyway, after a long list of 'things that can go wrong will' that year I was induced with pre-eclampsia. I was quite likely already depressed by this point but I just wanted baby out safe.
I was given my first dose of gel at around 8am on the Tuesday morning. I was given two more lots of gel before real pains started. Spent the early house of Wednesday morning walking the halls alone...wanted my mum. By 8am I had dilated enough to go to the labour ward and my mum and partner were called.
I don't really remember them turning up to be honest, because they gave me the gas and air and away I went with the fairies lol! It was great.
I can't really remember the pain. i know they say being induced is 10 times more painful than natural labour but I didn't really feel it...which I guess was down to the gas and air.
I was harrassed constantly about having an epidural. They didn't seem to understand why I didn't want one and couldn't take no for an answer. When they couldn't persuade me into an epidural they offered pethedine...which i said no to...a number of times. So they sent in a consultant...and I said yes to shut them the hell up. This shot stopped my contractions.
My mum has said afterwards they knew this would happen, she heard them talking outside my room about a shift change...didnt' want me delivering whilst they were changing over
which is why they were so keen to get me to have it.Because the pethedine stopped my contractions I had to be put on a drip to start them back up again. STILL they thought I should have an epidural....STILL I told them no.
I remeber fondly...or not
pooing myself...loverly lol. Which I was told was a good sign....okay! I wasn't dilating fast enough so they broke my waters and I dilated fully very quickly...seconds off being prepped for a c section.I began pushing and aparently did very well unfortunately my contractions were 1 and 3 mins apart so during the longer breaks I put my leg down which was up on the midwifes hip during my pushing stages....this for some reason, pushed baby back up the birth canal!
So the next time I had to keep my legs up in the air lol. I foudn out a couple of weeks ago that they needed to get my son out quickly because of the delay with him going back up...so I had an episiotomy so his head would come out easier.
I remember his cord was white, not like i had seen in all those baby programs....but I was dazed from teh drugs and exhausted from the 12 hours labour. I hardly had the strength to hold him and even now, remembering asking someone to take him before I dropped him hurts because thos moments are so precious. But I just physically couldn't do it.
Then the placenta. It was coming away in pieces, something I have now learnt is a side effect that sometimes occures due to the drugs used for inducement. In came a consultant...they never have small hands to they...and tried to remove it manually....scream...ye gods did I. I remember begging him to stop...thankfully he did. And then ordered me to theatre for a manual removal.
Then the midwife from hell. The midwife who delivered my son had finished her shift so went. Another one came into the room and mentioned an epidural. I told her I didn't want one.
She laughed in my face and asked "whats a matter do you think you are going to get paralysed or something"
"I asked her what the f@?* I had just gone through all that for without one, to do it now"
She told me I would have to tell the consultant...
Mum said she later heard said midwife outside complaining with other staff about not wanting to do a watch all night- which is what they would have to do if I had general anesthetic instead of an epidural.
Thankfully the consultant didn't batter an eyelid when i said I didn't want an epidural...just said no problem.
I can't remember anything much after that. They prepped me for surgery I was just relieved to finally sleep.
