izzlesnizzle
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There was a few of us very overdue on 3rd trimester so thought i'd tell them what happened. Im not sure this will help anyone who is waiting to have their babies as it is a very unusual case and not a positive birth story like i liked to read when i was pregnant to keep my spirits up.
Woke up monday 1am with bad period pains, thought this is it. It wasnt it and they stopped at 6am and didnt return all day.
Tuesday 1am woke up to contraction 6 mins apart, thought yes this is it after 14 days being overdue. I was booked in for induction that night anyway so i thought great, ive gone naturally after all.
Contractions continued 5-6 mins apart for a few hrs, rang birth centre they said wait til 3 mins apart then come. Waters hadnt gone yet. Contractions tailed off over course of the day to 20-30 mins apart. By 6pm we rang the birth centre and asked if we could just come to be checked. We went and i was only 2 cm dilated. Went up to antenatal ward for induction but as i was already in labour that didnt happen. So spent the night there as the labour ward wouldnt take me til i was 4cm dilated. Didnt sleep at all and spent the night pacing the corridors and the stairs to try to dilate. Was in extreme pain with only a tens machine. Begged them for pain relief and didnt get any for hours, not even paracetamol, reluctantly she gave me pethidine hours later and i was able to cope a bit better.
7am next morning, they sent me to the labour ward regardless and i got gas and air straight away. This is when things went crazy. The contractions were mental and i asked for an epidural. She came back to me and said my platelets were low so i couldnt have one due to risk of bleeding and coz i wasnt progressing (was still only 2cm dilated) the consultant wanted me to have a syntocinon drip. I said no, not without an epidural. They said you have to. So i thought right, im going to be really strong and do this as i have no choice. So i put my ipod on and danced my way through the most horrific contractions to the chilli peppers and the kaiser chiefs. They gave me pethidine and i got completely bombed out on it and was saying alsorts of random stuff that made no sense even to me! I said at one point to OH "you can put that in the garage". He said put what in the garage. I said "that! The aston martin". He said what aston martin, i said "that one!" and was pointing to the birthing ball! Even i realised i was talking complete shit at that point.
The consultant said coz im rh neg and baby was rh pos our blood had somehow got mixed which caused me to make antibodies and dropped my platelets meaning i was at risk of bleeding.
So anyway i was completely spun out with the pain from the drip, they checked me again and i was still only 6cm (this is almost 42 hrs into my labour on no sleep) by this point i'd lost the plot and was screaming the ward down. I had an uncontrollable urge to push but coz she was back to back they were shouting at me not to push saying i'd swell my cervix and some helpful person said the baby was at risk of brain haemorrage due to low platelets and if i pushed her head on a 6cm cervix i would cause that but it was my body doing the pushing not my mind and i couldnt control it.
Alsorts of people were coming and going and they decided to put me under a general anaesthetic and cross match me for major haemorrage. They sent one last blood test and platelets came back borderline as i was put on the table in theatre so just in the nick of time the anaesthetist agreed to let me have a spinal and we got to see Eva Louise Ashdown born, weighing in at 7lb 13.
I was very traumatised by it all and i dont think ive come to terms with it yet as ive been so busy caring for her, i havent let it sink in yet.
Woke up monday 1am with bad period pains, thought this is it. It wasnt it and they stopped at 6am and didnt return all day.
Tuesday 1am woke up to contraction 6 mins apart, thought yes this is it after 14 days being overdue. I was booked in for induction that night anyway so i thought great, ive gone naturally after all.
Contractions continued 5-6 mins apart for a few hrs, rang birth centre they said wait til 3 mins apart then come. Waters hadnt gone yet. Contractions tailed off over course of the day to 20-30 mins apart. By 6pm we rang the birth centre and asked if we could just come to be checked. We went and i was only 2 cm dilated. Went up to antenatal ward for induction but as i was already in labour that didnt happen. So spent the night there as the labour ward wouldnt take me til i was 4cm dilated. Didnt sleep at all and spent the night pacing the corridors and the stairs to try to dilate. Was in extreme pain with only a tens machine. Begged them for pain relief and didnt get any for hours, not even paracetamol, reluctantly she gave me pethidine hours later and i was able to cope a bit better.
7am next morning, they sent me to the labour ward regardless and i got gas and air straight away. This is when things went crazy. The contractions were mental and i asked for an epidural. She came back to me and said my platelets were low so i couldnt have one due to risk of bleeding and coz i wasnt progressing (was still only 2cm dilated) the consultant wanted me to have a syntocinon drip. I said no, not without an epidural. They said you have to. So i thought right, im going to be really strong and do this as i have no choice. So i put my ipod on and danced my way through the most horrific contractions to the chilli peppers and the kaiser chiefs. They gave me pethidine and i got completely bombed out on it and was saying alsorts of random stuff that made no sense even to me! I said at one point to OH "you can put that in the garage". He said put what in the garage. I said "that! The aston martin". He said what aston martin, i said "that one!" and was pointing to the birthing ball! Even i realised i was talking complete shit at that point.
The consultant said coz im rh neg and baby was rh pos our blood had somehow got mixed which caused me to make antibodies and dropped my platelets meaning i was at risk of bleeding.
So anyway i was completely spun out with the pain from the drip, they checked me again and i was still only 6cm (this is almost 42 hrs into my labour on no sleep) by this point i'd lost the plot and was screaming the ward down. I had an uncontrollable urge to push but coz she was back to back they were shouting at me not to push saying i'd swell my cervix and some helpful person said the baby was at risk of brain haemorrage due to low platelets and if i pushed her head on a 6cm cervix i would cause that but it was my body doing the pushing not my mind and i couldnt control it.
Alsorts of people were coming and going and they decided to put me under a general anaesthetic and cross match me for major haemorrage. They sent one last blood test and platelets came back borderline as i was put on the table in theatre so just in the nick of time the anaesthetist agreed to let me have a spinal and we got to see Eva Louise Ashdown born, weighing in at 7lb 13.
I was very traumatised by it all and i dont think ive come to terms with it yet as ive been so busy caring for her, i havent let it sink in yet.
I'm sorry it was so terrifying for you. I hope you can start to enjoy your life as a family with your LO
