| RIGHT SO HERE GOES MY BIRTH STORY
I was due to be induced on Wednesday the 19th of December, this was booked in for me to have my waters broken and an assisted ARM. I woke up very early feeling like a child at Christmas and phoned labour ward at 7am as advised to be told that I actually wasnt booked in for an induction and I must have made a mistake. I told her that no mistake was made as it was a doctor from the labour ward who booked me in on the Monday just gone, They then told me to go in and take my notes along with me and to arrive for 8am.
So when i reached labour ward i was infact correct like I had advised to them over the phone.
When the doctor came round to break my waters after a profile was ran on the monitor he discovered that I wasnt favorable at all, 0cm dialated, cervix too far back and wasnt soft and that babys head was completely free at the top of my pelvis. He then advised me that I would nto be able to go ahead and be induced and asked if when i was sent to hospital on the monday if i was given an internal. I replied no and to say the least he didnt ook too impressed. I was then given a suppoistry and advised I would be reveiwed in 6 hours time and taken onto the prenatal ward.
On the prenatal ward, I was indeed reviewed again in 6 hours time had had no change at all. I was then told I would have to wait until Thursday to be reviewed again so all in all was a very emotional day. Thurdsday came and went with another suppositry. I was feeling very low by this point and to say the least I had been proded and poked around up there so much I was so swollen it was painful to even sit down. The midwives on the ward reassured me that I would probably have much better luck on the Friday and if not then a decision was to be made as I was 14 days over due.
When friday arrived the doctor deceided he was going to let me go as long as possible and gave me yet another Prostine.. Emtions this day got the better of me. It had gone on far too long so I demanded on Friday night that they treat me as if I was having a C-Section the following day. Suprising the midwife who was on the ward at the time was lovely and agreed. She advised that letting me go any further over was absolublty idiotic and was about time the consultants cut there losses. So my wish was granted I was nil by mouth and given a series of tablets to calm the acid in my tummy ready for theatre the next day.
The consultant arrived Saturday morning and was more than happy to let me go another day until I laid down the law. There had been 0 change in my cervix since Wednesday. They had already advised it was a possible failed induction and that a C-Section was really the only way forward. He then asked me what I wanted to do so I told him that I no longer wanted to wait as it was putting little on at risk of reduced oxygen. He then deceided he would do another internal just to make sure i definately wasnt favorable and then finally agreed that the induction had failed and I was to go into theatre that morning for a C-Section.
Releived that an end was insight I called Chris who only just made it to the hospital as after a decision being made i was ready and down to theatre no longer than 15 minutes later. I was very teary by this point and slightly not worried but scared about having a section...
Once in the theatre the staff were absolutbly 100% spot on. Nothing was done with out me being informed first and was reassured all the way through the spinal block procedure, Once the spinal was in the senstation that ran through my body as it became numb was such a strange feeling.
I was on the operating table no longer than 10 minutes once they had got to work and my gorgeous baby girl was deliver at 11:48.
It felt so strange before the delivery all I could feel was asif some one was washing up in my insides and wobbling my belly around.
Chris and I were over the moon and they brought her and laid her next to my face. I was choked for words and all i managed to do was cry.
Once stitched back up and I had made a tearful thankyou to the theatre staff I was then put in the recovery room for a few hours before being moved over to the ward...
THE END.... and I bet you're all thinking thankgod!! lol. Sorry about the essay, I didnt expect it to be so long but then I didnt expect to spend the best part of a week in hospital either.
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