I spent most of the day out of the room, due to the newborn and all the family visiting them. It's coming up to DP's 21st Birthday, and I had gained permission from my Ob team to go out for dinner between 6 and 8pm on the 24th of Feb, a Saturday night. My spirits were lifted, the idea of being out on the town celebrating my DP's birthday and not stuck in the hospital was awesome.
24th Feb 2007
At approx 4am I woke with pains, they were coming regularily. I was due for Ob's soon, so waited until then... except I fell asleep and the midwife was a really good one who managed my Ob's without waking me!!
I woke at 6:30am in incredible pain, coming in waves every 2-3 mins. This time I call the midwife in who could feel them coming. Due to my previous experiences, they decided to monitor me in the ward first before sending me down to labour ward. Breakky came around 8am and I was feeling so ill and in so much pain I couldn't eat it, although I wanted to, I just couldn't. At 9am the midwife comes in and says they are sending me to the labour ward now, to pack my things and call my mum. I rang my mum who had gone home for the weekend, she was in town doing her shopping. I told her the situation and she came straight in, arriving around 10:30-11am. She didnt even take the shopping home!!
I rang my DP and told him to cancel dinner, I was in labour and this time they weren't going to be sending me back to the ward pregnant.
The day is VERY long, I tried attempting lunch but couldn't, once again the pain was too much and I was feeling so ill. My Ob decided to get an iv in as a precaution, easier and nicer to get one in early.
By 6pm, when dinner arrives, I've been in the ward for 9 hours. I was starving, but wasnt allowed to eat much... just in case I had to have a caesarean section. I nibbled on sandwiches and was allowed to only drink water.
I was given an internal around 7pm and I was only 3cms. I was exhausted, I felt so ill, I had gone so far without any pain relief except for heat packs. I was allowed to have a shower, and it was heaven! I was in there for a good 30 mins and then I started bleeding... I freaked out, not knowing what was going on!
I dried up and was given a nice warm hospital gown from the warmer. I felt better after my shower, but the pains came back harder and faster. At around 8pm, 11 hours since being admitted to the labour ward I was given some gas, I found though it did nothing but help with my breathing. At around 9pm I am given some morphine and told to sleep, I was only around 4cms. Sleep... yeah as if. The morphine did nothing but make me sick. I had had enough of vomiting throughout my pregnancy, but this vomiting was worse. My stomach already ached from continuous contractions each vomit was like having another contraction.
The next 3 hours are a blur of pain, dr's, midwives, buzzers, screaming from down the hall and more internals.
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