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Created on: December 08, 2008
When I look back now I still can't believe that it happened. I mean they were the docotrs and I was the patient with the child. I had to tell them what to do? It was amazing and it still is today as I remember.
It was 12:00pm on July 21 2004. I had decided to stay up because the next week my first child's due date was arriving. I knew this would be the last few nights without a child so I wanted to enjoy it. I stayed up till 12:00 and decided to go to bed. I awoke around 1:30 and noticed my bed was kinda wet. I didn't know if it was my water broken or what so I called my husband from work. He came home and we drove to the hospital. They checked my cervix and it wasn't dilated. They took a sample of some of the fluids and it turned out to be am biotic fluid. But his head had fell on the hole and was preventing me to go into labor properly. So they hooked me up and gave me medicine to speed up the process. I didn't know I was in labor for a while. I sleep for almost 2 hours. Then I woke up to this awful pain. They called it labor.
The doctors gave me demorol. I loved that stuff. My husband said I was seeing rabbits in the room. At least I wasn't in pain. I stayed asleep for a long time. I didn't know but they had me sign papers stating they could do whatever they deemed nessacary for my care and the babies. And that a trainee could be present to watch the birth process. Of course me not coherent I signed the paper which was a big mistake.
A little later the machines started making weird sounds. The nurse came in and said the baby was in distress and he needed oxygen. I had a bad feeling and asked if they had checked to see if the cord was wrapped. They assured me that the cord wasn't wrapped. Well about 4:00 am on July 22, 2004 I was finally ready to push. But something was wrong. Every time I pushed his head would go back in. The doctor told me I was pushing wrong. How many ways can you push. Well the machines kept going off and I keep getting more worried. They keep saying he wasn't getting the right amount of oxygen. But it wasn't that the cord was wrapped around his neck it was that I was pushing wrong. Finally after 45 minutes of pushing and hearing what I knew was wrong I refused to push anymore. And then I heard the person that thought was a doctor actually call the doctor in. It turned out this was her first delivery and she was by herself because the hospital had to many people in labor at once and not enough doctors.
When the doctor looked he said the cord is wrapped not once but 4 times. And it was wrappes so tight each time I pushed it was choking him. Well I had been saying this for over 45 minutes and had asked the day before. And the doctor himself said if I had keep pushing that my son would have choked and not made it. He said I might not have made it. I lost so much blood I lost my vision for a while. It took me a couple of weeks to regain my strength. I am so glad that I listened to my instincts when I did.
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