At 12 o'clock in the morning, after exercising, I got up to take a bath, my stomach hurt, and then went to the toilet, and suddenly a very large and large vaginal discharge thing slipped out, wiped it with paper and blood, frightened me, immediately went to the hospital, and came down to talk about my pregnancy to childbirth.
Just gave birth, is still in the hospital, will be discharged tomorrow morning. Take advantage of the fresh and hot experience to answer and leave yourself a souvenir. In a word. It's this experience, and I don't want to come back a second time in my life.
Before giving birth, I read the diaries of many classmates and friends, and I felt that everyone was born very elegantly... I feel that the baby described by everyone is the pain of the aunt's pain, and after a few hours, it is painless to open two fingers, and then elegantly pull a baby out, and everyone is happy.
Especially after knowing that painless is now popularized, naively thought that there was no worries, isn't it painless to open two fingers! And I myself am also relatively pain-resistant, since I was a child, I have been injured by injections, I have never shed tears, not just two fingers, let the horse over~ I also want to be an elegant mother!
Until before going into labor, I was still shopping around, eating and drinking, my husband provided chocolate and Red Bull, and I swore that there was no pain, what to be afraid of, I don't think I have to eat these!
In fact, I really didn't eat any of these things...
Originally, the baby had already been in the pot, all the doctors said that the baby might be born early, I took maternity leave two weeks in advance to wait at home, but when it was three days past the due date, there was no movement, and I went to the hospital at night for an internal examination, saying that the cervix was not soft, let go home, etc., the day after tomorrow did not move and then hospitalized to induce labor, I walked home happily.
I saw red that night, at first I thought that it was the internal examination to stimulate a small amount of blood flowing from the uterine mouth, but then I found that the blood was increasing, and my stomach was a little dull, like the feeling of a big aunt, I was secretly happy in my heart, thinking that the baby was finally launched, and it could be born tomorrow! See my baby! So excited! At that time, my husband also asked me how I was, let me go to the hospital immediately, I swore that it was okay, not in a hurry, it didn't hurt yet! Then I slept excitedly, got up early in the morning to take a shower, packed up my things, and happily pulled my husband to the hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said that there was movement? I said yes, there is a labor pain! Once in ten minutes! Is it going to give birth! The doctor calmly completed the hospitalization procedures for me, and then said wait, see that your expression does not look like you want to be born, the room waits!
Then in the morning, I ran around the hospital to complete the procedures and did various examinations, and in the afternoon, I lay in bed and began to wait patiently. At night, the pain is getting stronger and stronger, and the time is shortened to six or seven minutes once, when I go to bed, the first half of the night is fine, and the second half of the night will wake up from time to time, as soon as my husband heard me ouch, he ran over and took my hand, basically didn't sleep much.
The next day the doctor rounded the ward, and I told the situation. Asked if it was about to give birth, and gave an internal examination, the result was that the palace entrance had not yet opened, and told me to tell her again when the interval was less than 5 minutes, at that time my heart ... emmmm？ Say that the good aunt can open two fingers when the pain is over?
So I asked the doctor to give an oxytocic injection, naively I thought that inducing labor could accelerate labor pain, shorten the labor process, and open two fingers in an hour or two without pain. But the reality is that the labor pain is accelerated and intensified, the test shows that the labor pain is 5 times in 10 minutes, I am already in pain, but the doctor said that the intensity of uterine contractions is far from enough.........
The picture after entering the delivery room for the injection is like this, at first I had to take pictures and send a group of girlfriends, saying that I had an injection and was ready to give birth!
As the pain intensified, the girlfriends were concerned and asked about the situation from time to time, I said that the pockmarked egg hurts, but the pain at this time can be relieved by deep breathing, and I can also send WeChat to relieve attention, and I also carry a charging treasure in case the power is insufficient and there is no artifact to divert attention. But it turns out that I was so naïve...
Two minutes later, three minutes of pain left me without any respite... What a feeling. I feel that my stomach sometimes cramps, sometimes about to explode, I want to pee can't pee, I want to pull out, I want to cover it, it's 10,000 times more painful than my usual aunt's pain! The point is constant pain, not at all! Law! Slow! Untie! I started moaning and was scolded by the doctor for not shouting! Otherwise, the child is prone to lack of oxygen! I had to grab the bed rail, endure and endure, and then I couldn't bear it, trembled and picked up the mobile phone, found that my husband had sent me n messages, asked me about the situation inside, did not get my reply, so I rang the doorbell at the door for a while, saying that I am XX husband, how is she doing inside? The nurse said it was good, it was good. I messaged him and said, I can't stand it anymore, it hurts so much, I don't want to give birth, I'm going to cut it. My husband said well, I will listen to you.
Then I asked the nurse to stop the oxytocic injection, I wanted to cesarean section, the nurse said I can't do this, you have to find the attending doctor to give medical advice... So I told my husband to find a doctor! Fast! The old public horse called my doctor and said that she was in the operation and would come over as soon as it was over! I waited and waited, those twenty minutes were simply too tormenting, the pain could not be relieved by breathing at all, I finally looked forward to her coming, I felt that I saw an angel, I pulled her arm and said sister I am not born, I want to cut it!
Yes, my attending physician is a sister I know, she persuaded me bitterly for a long time, told me a lot of benefits of a smooth birth, said that my mother is great, be strong, she also came over like this at that time, Balabala... But I couldn't listen to it! My mouth was saying that I want to cut it, I want to cut it, I won't give birth, I'm going to die...
She said nicely that you are such a big person, the child is about seven pounds, not particularly big, it will definitely be smooth, you insist on persisting, it's not easy to be a mother, it's all like this, you see if everyone can stick to it, you are so strong and you will definitely do it~ I pulled her sleeve, I couldn't even say a complete sentence, I could only say that I didn't give birth, I didn't give birth... Then point to the oxytocic needle and say stop, stop, stop... What I thought in my heart is, how can others be so awesome and insist on a smooth birth, but concubines really can't do it!!! To die, to die... I felt that if I had the strength to get down to the ground, I would get up and kneel for her...
I was thinking, why did I have this child! Can you go back! I'm going to die in the hospital!
Then she touched my stomach and said that you have urine in your bladder, it may hurt more, and it will be much better to pee~ Then helped me to the toilet, I felt my stomach fall involuntarily when I peed, and with convulsions... After urinating and returning to bed, it seems that it is better for a while. My sister said that you ate at noon, and now you have to insert a gastric tube for surgery, it hurts more, and the stomach is also particularly painful after section, and the wound hurts for several days, and you have had abdominal surgery before, if there is an adhesion in the caesarean section, it will be more dangerous, you have been in pain for so long today, it is better to hold on for a while, painless.
I said when can I hit without pain, she looked at the time, checked the palace entrance for me, and said in another hour! I said okay, it's been five or six hours of pain, so I'll endure it for another hour.
In the next hour or so, I was already in a coma, and as soon as I closed my eyes, all kinds of hallucinations appeared in my brain, my mother, my father, my former home, my colleagues, friends, all flashed in front of my eyes, what happened, things that didn't happen, all kinds of inexplicable words, messy floating... For a moment I couldn't tell if I was in a hospital bed or floating in the air... And in the short time I woke up, I was clinging to the railing... I hammered my head with my fist and slammed my head on the railing ... The nurse pulled me away and said you don't want this, hold on!
Even so, the monitoring showed that my contractions were only 60% strong... My heart was desperate
After finally staying up for an hour, I asked again, can I play painlessly... The nurse checked the uterine entrance and said that it was still a little away from two fingers, do you want to wait? I said don't wait, hit right away! So I signed it, my hands were shaking and I wrote my name in a mess, and took it out to my husband to sign. There are two pregnant women in front of the painless, I ranked third, I naively thought that a needle of anesthesia would be good, but I didn't know that this injection required so much preparation before, there was only one anesthesiologist, it basically took half an hour to hit a person, and it was more than an hour after I hit it...
After typing painlessly, I felt that the whole person came to life, looked at the mobile phone, my husband sent a bunch of messages again, I replied: much better, alive, rest assured.
Then I waited for the opening of the finger, waited for another two hours, and then opened less than four fingers, the doctor came to see the fetal heart rate monitoring, said that the fetal heart rate frequency is normal, but the ups and downs are not very good, and after half an hour, the uterine mouth has not changed, so I suggested that I manually break the water, I said OK. After the water breaks, the amniotic fluid is already very turbid, three degrees of pollution, the doctor said that it is all meconium, must be immediately cesarean section, or the child will be in danger. I was inside me at that time......... I can't describe it, I knew why I didn't agree to cut it earlier...
So there were all kinds of signatures, and it was pouring rain outside, but I didn't know it, and called the people in the operating room. Later, I heard my husband say that it was raining a rare basin outside recently, and the director of obstetrics and gynecology who had been in contact (I was afraid that if a caesarean section was needed, I would ask the most authoritative and technical director to take charge of the knife), because the rainstorm could not be rushed! The road was rising, the traffic was paralyzed, and my husband said that I wanted to drive to pick up the director immediately, but the car couldn't drive out...
My doctor's sister worked a 40-hour shift without rest day and night, and after insisting on seeing me live painlessly, she felt that I had no problem giving birth, so I persuaded her to go home and rest, and she had already left after explaining to the midwife and the doctor on duty. And ordinary doctors did not dare to rashly start when they saw the scar on my abdomen before.
Fortunately, a sister who was waiting for delivery with me was a relative of another deputy director, so the deputy director waited in the hospital for her relative to give birth and did not go home, and the director quickly called the deputy director to explain my operation, so half an hour later, I was lying on the operating table, adding anesthetic doses from the painless needle, and felt that my legs gradually lost consciousness.
The anesthesiologist asked me if I was feeling anything uncomfortable? I said that my eyes were a little open, and he said that he was there for you to sleep, you sleep for a while! However, I watched a lot of movies, did not dare to sleep, began to play finely possessed, afraid that I would not be able to wake up again if I fell asleep, then my son was born without a mother, then how sad my parents are, how should my second husband raise my son as an adult... So my consciousness told me I couldn't sleep! Can't sleep! So I tried to keep my eyes open and talk to the nurse during the whole process, but in fact, my tongue was straight in the back, and I didn't know what I was saying hahaha
The doctor touched my belly with something cold and cold, and I quickly said ah, I still have consciousness! And perception! Doctor Ran Goose didn't pay attention to it and directly cut his belly with a knife! What does it feel like? emmmmm... It is that you can feel the belly being cut, and you are aware but not painful. And then dig and dig and dig in it. The anesthesiologist also asked me if I had feelings? I said with a look of horror yes, yes, is it that the anesthetic has not worked yet! The anesthesiologist looked at my expression calmly and said that it was okay, you insisted, and the baby would come out in two minutes! I said you are sure for two minutes??? He said yes, soon!
And sure enough, after a while I heard the cry of the doll! Then hear the doctor say, wow, so white! So long! Such a big man! Then tell me that the child is fine, don't worry! Later, my husband said it to weigh, 54cm in length, 8 pounds and 4 taels... Doctors didn't expect it to be so big... This head really makes me give birth to emmmm, and I may not be able to give birth to it...
After briefly washing the baby and wrapping it, the nurse gave me a look, pasted the baby's face on my face, and carried it out. I was already a little confused, and I forced my eyes to look at the baby, well, it was quite white. And then it started to break again.
After more than half an hour, my belly was stitched up, and the assistant doctor began to count the gauze... My heart crunched......... I started to add drama to myself again, they won't forget the gauze in my stomach, ahhhhh But fortunately, the number of gauze is right... I also breathed a sigh of relief and pushed me out of the operating room.
My husband swore that he would guard me outside the delivery room no matter what, but when I came out, my in-laws and my mother were there, and my father's unit was far away from the rainstorm and did not rush over, but what about my husband? What about my baby? Oh, maybe he carried the baby back to the ward! And push me back to the ward, huh? No one! What about my husband? What about my baby? After asking the nurse, I told me that because my amniotic water pollution was serious, the baby was sent to the pediatric NICU for observation, and my husband escorted the baby over.
So for the next week, I didn't see my baby... After the operation, he stayed in the hospital for three days and was discharged, and the deputy director was also very skilled in medicine, and the wound recovered very well, and he was able to walk on the ground the next day after the operation. Then the next day the so-called very horrible stomach press, I didn't feel pain at all!!! Because compared to the desperate throes of the day before, it was tickling!!! The nurse who pressed my stomach also praised me for being very strong, and I thought to myself, then you didn't see my death and life yesterday in pain.........
Later, my husband came back and said that he took a picture in a hurry on the way to the NICU while escorting the baby, and my heart was a little bit of a gap...
Say okay what about white... How to look at it more and more ugly...
Then a few days later I felt like I had given birth to a fake child, and the other wards were full of wah-wa
A week later, I was finally able to take my son home, and the mood of waiting for my son at the door was excited and complicated, I don't know what he looks like, ugly or not...
Then go through the formalities, after the son is taken out...
Ahahaha, such a cute child, really white!
When I got home and fell asleep, I also smiled sweetly! O my little angel! It seems that in a few days, the previous pain is almost forgotten? Hahaha
It's only been a week since I was born, and others think it's a doll with a full moon... It's really big...
All in all, having a baby is a painful process. Fortunately, there are people who stand by your side unconditionally and without regret throughout the process, telling you that I love you and that the days will get better and better day by day, so everything is worth sticking to!
A woman's greatest career is to be a mother, and although the process is painful, it will be happy for a lifetime.