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Story of My Three Children By Nicole |
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Birth Stories -
Hospital Birth Stories
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Thursday, 05 February 2009 08:59 |
I have had three children. With my first child, a girl, now age ten, my water broke at approximately 2:45 a.m. Christmas morning. I went to the hospital, but as I was not dilated, they sent me home with instructions to be back at 11:00 a.m. to be induced. Went back at 11:00 a.m. and they started the induction. Five hours later, I couldn't take the pain anymore and asked for an epidural. What the hospital staff forgot to tell me was that the Pitocin sometimes made you sick. I found that out big time! I threw up most of the day. Four hours later I started to push. It was Christmas night now and I was watching The Sound of Music as I pushed. It took me two hours to push her out but at 10:06 p.m. December 25, 1989 I delivered my daughter, Devon, who weighed 5 lbs. 13 oz. and was 19 1/2 inches long.
I remarried in 1995 and in the Fall of 1996 found myself pregnant. Was delighted! Pregnancy progressed well, hardly any nausua. About six weeks my my due date my legs started to swell and I started to gain more weight. I had severe pitting edema, but otherwise felt great! On my due date, June 28, 1997 I had taken my mother to the doctor. We got back to her house, was making lunch for myself and my daughter (age 7 1/2) and my water broke. I called my doctor and he said to go to the hospital.
Called my husband at work and he came and picked me up and off to the hospital we went. When we got there I was only 1 cm. dilated but as my water had broken, they admitted me. This was around 2:00 p.m. Nothing much happened all afternoon. That evening they put me in a regular room in the maternity ward and put me on a monitor to keep checking the baby and my contractions. Contractions were spaced out and not regular. The next morning, around 7:50 a.m. I was checked by the nurse and found to be 2 to 3 cm. My husband went home to let the dog out (we lived pretty close to hospital). After my husband left I started having awful pain and contractions. I called for the nurse but no one answered (I forgot to hit the room light to summon the nurse). Around 9:10 a.m. the nurse came in to let me know they were taking me to a labor room to induce me. I could barely walk and was in lots of pain. Just then in walked my husband. We went into the labor room and I kept having lots of pain. I went into the bathroom and said I felt like I had to go to the bathroom. The doctor (who just got there) said to get up on the table, he had a feeling I was further along. After examining me lo and behold! I was at 9 cm. They positioned me to be able to push and about 7 minutes later (at 9:35 a.m.) out came my son, Eric, Jr. who weighed 7 lbs. 1 oz. and was 19 1/2 inches long.
In February of 1999 I again found out I was pregnant (was glad as we wanted another!). Pregnancy progressed smoothly, felt good. At four weeks before my due date (October 10, 1999) my blood pressure was pretty high and my swelling was again pretty bad. Doctor told me to cut out sodium. At two weeks before my due date my blood pressure was still high and the doctor scheduled me to go to the hospital on Sunday (two days later) to get my blood pressure checked on their machine. We all went and my blood pressure was so high I was admitted immediately. This was Sunday morning. I was hooked up to the blood pressure machine which took my pressure every 15 minutes. It was such a pain, having to go to the bathroom dragging this machine with me. I was also given an I.V. No contractions on my own so on Tuesday morning I was taken into the labor room and induced with Pitocin. This was approximately 10:30 a.m. After about 5 hours the contractions were really bad every three minutes lasting anywhere from 45 seconds to 1 minute. The doctor had an epidural ordered (he was going to crank up the Pit drip) and as my blood pressure was really high, he knew the pain of the contractions would be too intense. Sure enough they were, even with the epidural I was wracked with pain. My blood pressure then dropped to 80 over 40 and they thought I was going to code. Suddenly, upon checking me I was almost at ten cm.! They had to page my doctor (he was in a meeting). He came running into the room, dropping his coat on the floor on the way. I started pushing and less than ten minutes later my son Joshua was out at 6:15 p.m. weighing 6 lbs., 4 oz. and 19 inches long. However, he had trouble breathing and they kept him on the table giving oxygen to him. Then they let me hold him for about 10 seconds telling me they had to take him into the nursery to put an oxygen tent over him because he wasn't breathing properly. I just cried and cried as my husband held me. No one could tell me anything and finally about an hour and a half later my husband and I were allowed to leave the labor room and see him in the nursery. I just cried as I looked at him under a heat lamp with this hard plastic tent-looking thing over his face giving him oxygen. I couldn't even hold him! It wasn't until after midnight that they let me back in the nursery and then I could finally hold him and nurse him. I was so thankful that he was okay. The next morning my pediatrician took him off the oxygen monitor and I am so thankful to say that he is now a thriving three month old with no problems at all! I thank God that I was blessed with these three wonderful children!
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