Georgie0
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Bit late - sorry guys!
As you may remember, i went in to hospital 2 weeks ago today to be induced at 7.45am. First time didn't take, so i had another examination at 6 pm and more gel. By 9pm i had started getting seriously bad back pain, and period like pains had started. Mum (birth partner) left at 10, and i attempted to get some sleep! I was examined at midnight, by which point i was 1 1/2 cm dialated, but apparently on the way...!
I didn't sleep much that night, had endless amounts of baths at 3 in the morning and played alot of sudoku! I wasn't examined until 1 the next afternoon, but was thrilled and relived to be told i was 5 cms gone! I had to wait until 6 ish to be moved up to the labour ward, by which time the contractions were close together and fairly strong.
I was installed in my room and examined by the student (have to say, to anyone who would be nervous about having a student there, don't be. Louise was fabulous and such a great support, especially as i didn't really take to the MW). I was hooked up to the moniter and when the MW examined me she said i had to go on a hormone drip and stay on the moniter as i was still only 5 cms. My action plan kinda fell apart then, as not only did the drip mean my contractions started coming with the speed of light, but the moniter meant i couldn't move. I was violently sick everywhere, which got dramatically worse as i had gas and air and before shift ended at 8 i asked for, and was given a shot of diamorphine.
When the next MW came on, she took the moniter off and said a clip on the babys' head would be a better idea. When she went to do it, she found i was 8 cms gone and said they should have examined me before they gae me the diamorphine. Anyway, it kicked in and made pushing her out the hardest thing i have ever done. Everytime i got a contraction, it seemed to take me forever to catch up with it enough to push as i was so drugged!
Ava was born at 11.00pm exactly, healthy and crying and without any tears, stiches or problems. Bloody painful but worth every second!
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As you may remember, i went in to hospital 2 weeks ago today to be induced at 7.45am. First time didn't take, so i had another examination at 6 pm and more gel. By 9pm i had started getting seriously bad back pain, and period like pains had started. Mum (birth partner) left at 10, and i attempted to get some sleep! I was examined at midnight, by which point i was 1 1/2 cm dialated, but apparently on the way...!
I didn't sleep much that night, had endless amounts of baths at 3 in the morning and played alot of sudoku! I wasn't examined until 1 the next afternoon, but was thrilled and relived to be told i was 5 cms gone! I had to wait until 6 ish to be moved up to the labour ward, by which time the contractions were close together and fairly strong.
I was installed in my room and examined by the student (have to say, to anyone who would be nervous about having a student there, don't be. Louise was fabulous and such a great support, especially as i didn't really take to the MW). I was hooked up to the moniter and when the MW examined me she said i had to go on a hormone drip and stay on the moniter as i was still only 5 cms. My action plan kinda fell apart then, as not only did the drip mean my contractions started coming with the speed of light, but the moniter meant i couldn't move. I was violently sick everywhere, which got dramatically worse as i had gas and air and before shift ended at 8 i asked for, and was given a shot of diamorphine.
When the next MW came on, she took the moniter off and said a clip on the babys' head would be a better idea. When she went to do it, she found i was 8 cms gone and said they should have examined me before they gae me the diamorphine. Anyway, it kicked in and made pushing her out the hardest thing i have ever done. Everytime i got a contraction, it seemed to take me forever to catch up with it enough to push as i was so drugged!
Ava was born at 11.00pm exactly, healthy and crying and without any tears, stiches or problems. Bloody painful but worth every second!
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