Msclaireypants
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So, finally getting a chance to write this as other half is out wetting the baby's head and Spencer is finally asleep! Sorry if it turns out to be a long one.....
So on Wednesday 27th February I was walking around Tesco at about 11pm and felt a bit of a trickle...checked my pad and it was just clear water. Decided to keep an eye on it overnight as it wasn't loads.
Thursday came around and I was doing housework etc for my Husbands South African relative staying over and realised that the baby hadn't moved all day which is unusual and I was still a bit trickly. Went up to triage at 1pm and was on trace for an hour...baby's heart rate was really low at just 98bpm but varying to 110bpm. The midwife did an internal with a speculum and confirmed waters were still intact but she pulled out all of my plug! she also confirmed that baby was back to back. Husband arrived at 3pm and we were sent to get something to eat to see if baby's heartbeat would rise. Whilst in the canteen I started getting pretty painful braxton hicks every 5 mintues. Returned to triage and she said they were definitely braxton hicks even though I was in aboslute tears and most of the pain was in my back. Told to go home and take 2 paracetamol and phone if they got closer together - she stressed we HAD to call before coming in!
So my parents came and collected me, hubby and his Aunt and went home. At this time contractions were coming every 4 minutes and lasting a minute and a half. Hot bath eased them but not much. So three hours later they started getting unbearable, I was on my hands and knees and husband tried to call triage for an hour and a half without getting an answer. Eventually after going to the toilet and seeing that I was gushing with blood (actually running down my legs) I told him just to call my parents. By this time they were only two minutes apart.
Parents arrived within 5 mins and got me to hospital. We were locked out as it was late at night an it took them ten minutes to let us in!!! By this time the pressure in my bum was unbearable. My dad wheeled me up to labour ward where the midwife shouted at us for not calling first!!!!! Hubby shouted at her to get me seen to ASAP. She demanded a urine sample which I tried but ended up finding I was pushing whilst on the toilet! Eventually she sighed and came in to examine me...the shock on her face when she realised I was 8.5cm dilated was golden!!! By this time contractions were 30 secs apart and I had to WALK to delivery suite!!
Pushed for about 25minutes, waters exploded over the end of the bed and the midwife and baby turned whilst he was coming out! Absolutely zero pain relief, not even gas and air! Sadly didn't get that "rush of love" they all talk about but was still on a high!
Now...the kinda traumatizing part...I had to get 16 stitches inside and out as he tore me pretty badly whilst turning, it took two and a half hours for her to do it and I was bleeding pretty badly. Dad had loads of skin to skin contact as I wasn't allowed to hold him. Hubby left after that, midwife got baby latched on breast for me and the midwife left and said she'd be back in a minute to change my sheets. an hour passed and she still wasn't back, I was lying in bed covered in blood, the sheets were covered in blood and my waters and she hadn't put any pants on me or sanitary towels so I was bleeding everywhere. She also hadn't lowered the bed after stitching me up so I spent about 10 minutes trying to jump off with baby in my arms and newly done stitches. Eventually managed it and I was bursting for a wee...hobbled to the toilet dripping blood everywhere and got back in to bed.
Eventually 6 hours...yes, SIX HOURS after having the baby another midwife came in to change my sheets and let me shower (and had a moan that I'd got blood all over the floor!!!)
And the following day I had to get out of bed and go to reception to ask for a glass of water as they hadn't given me any.
They wanted to discharge me at 11am (less than 12 hours after delivering my first ever baby!!!) but I said I didn't think baby was feeding well so they wanted to observe a feed but baby didn't wake up until 4pm lol. The entire day I was left completely by myself apart from people coming to do the usual checks on baby. I was in a room by myself, with no one to talk to, no phone signal and nothing to do! Wasn't even given painkillers!
I'm absolutely disgusted with the aftercare, it has actually left me traumatized by how alone and vulnerable I felt. The labour I'd do again no problem, it wasn't that bad but never ever in that hospital.
and to top it off, because they didn't show me how to latch baby on properly, the first two days at home were horrendous as baby was really really poorly from lack of food and we both got re-admitted to hospital!!
I'm so so pleased he's here now but god it's left me feeling so poorly!
So on Wednesday 27th February I was walking around Tesco at about 11pm and felt a bit of a trickle...checked my pad and it was just clear water. Decided to keep an eye on it overnight as it wasn't loads.
Thursday came around and I was doing housework etc for my Husbands South African relative staying over and realised that the baby hadn't moved all day which is unusual and I was still a bit trickly. Went up to triage at 1pm and was on trace for an hour...baby's heart rate was really low at just 98bpm but varying to 110bpm. The midwife did an internal with a speculum and confirmed waters were still intact but she pulled out all of my plug! she also confirmed that baby was back to back. Husband arrived at 3pm and we were sent to get something to eat to see if baby's heartbeat would rise. Whilst in the canteen I started getting pretty painful braxton hicks every 5 mintues. Returned to triage and she said they were definitely braxton hicks even though I was in aboslute tears and most of the pain was in my back. Told to go home and take 2 paracetamol and phone if they got closer together - she stressed we HAD to call before coming in!
So my parents came and collected me, hubby and his Aunt and went home. At this time contractions were coming every 4 minutes and lasting a minute and a half. Hot bath eased them but not much. So three hours later they started getting unbearable, I was on my hands and knees and husband tried to call triage for an hour and a half without getting an answer. Eventually after going to the toilet and seeing that I was gushing with blood (actually running down my legs) I told him just to call my parents. By this time they were only two minutes apart.
Parents arrived within 5 mins and got me to hospital. We were locked out as it was late at night an it took them ten minutes to let us in!!! By this time the pressure in my bum was unbearable. My dad wheeled me up to labour ward where the midwife shouted at us for not calling first!!!!! Hubby shouted at her to get me seen to ASAP. She demanded a urine sample which I tried but ended up finding I was pushing whilst on the toilet! Eventually she sighed and came in to examine me...the shock on her face when she realised I was 8.5cm dilated was golden!!! By this time contractions were 30 secs apart and I had to WALK to delivery suite!!
Pushed for about 25minutes, waters exploded over the end of the bed and the midwife and baby turned whilst he was coming out! Absolutely zero pain relief, not even gas and air! Sadly didn't get that "rush of love" they all talk about but was still on a high!
Now...the kinda traumatizing part...I had to get 16 stitches inside and out as he tore me pretty badly whilst turning, it took two and a half hours for her to do it and I was bleeding pretty badly. Dad had loads of skin to skin contact as I wasn't allowed to hold him. Hubby left after that, midwife got baby latched on breast for me and the midwife left and said she'd be back in a minute to change my sheets. an hour passed and she still wasn't back, I was lying in bed covered in blood, the sheets were covered in blood and my waters and she hadn't put any pants on me or sanitary towels so I was bleeding everywhere. She also hadn't lowered the bed after stitching me up so I spent about 10 minutes trying to jump off with baby in my arms and newly done stitches. Eventually managed it and I was bursting for a wee...hobbled to the toilet dripping blood everywhere and got back in to bed.
Eventually 6 hours...yes, SIX HOURS after having the baby another midwife came in to change my sheets and let me shower (and had a moan that I'd got blood all over the floor!!!)
And the following day I had to get out of bed and go to reception to ask for a glass of water as they hadn't given me any.
They wanted to discharge me at 11am (less than 12 hours after delivering my first ever baby!!!) but I said I didn't think baby was feeding well so they wanted to observe a feed but baby didn't wake up until 4pm lol. The entire day I was left completely by myself apart from people coming to do the usual checks on baby. I was in a room by myself, with no one to talk to, no phone signal and nothing to do! Wasn't even given painkillers!
I'm absolutely disgusted with the aftercare, it has actually left me traumatized by how alone and vulnerable I felt. The labour I'd do again no problem, it wasn't that bad but never ever in that hospital.
and to top it off, because they didn't show me how to latch baby on properly, the first two days at home were horrendous as baby was really really poorly from lack of food and we both got re-admitted to hospital!!
I'm so so pleased he's here now but god it's left me feeling so poorly!
but am horrified at aftercare hun...if you feel upto it i def think a complaint is in order. That is totally unacceptable xxxx
OMG
