IKnowYouAndYouCannotSing
What a wonderful User Name. I'm a choral singer and organist and I think this very frequently.
Anyway...……..
Most Memorable Labour
No, it wasn't the first. I do remember the first but there are loads that have stayed in my memory for various reasons.
Here's a sample:
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delivered famous actress and we spent her labour laughing at the "Top Tips" in Take a Break Magazine. (disclaimer - I don't read it regularly I have a subscription) Oh, and laughing through labour helps you to relax so your cervix dilates more rapidly.
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delivered a woman who arrived on labour ward saying she was in labour with her 14th baby. She was only in the delivery room for twelve minutes before the baby arrived and as soon as the placenta was delivered she reached into her overnight bag and handed me a VERY large and expensive box of chox, saying, "I brought this to give to the midwife who worked so hard to help me through my labour. These are for you. Thank you so much for everything."
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delivered a woman whose husband turned out to have escaped from prison to be with her during labour. He was arrested and taken into custody after the baby was weighed.
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delivered a woman at home whose baby was breech and her entire labour lasted 42 minutes. I was her independent midwife and I was staying in her house because of previous rapid labours, so I was there when the labour started.
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delivered a woman in hospital whose older DC attended the birth, aged 3 and 5. It was regarded as highly unusual in those days.
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delivered a sex worker who had intercourse in the labour ward bathroom half an hour after the baby was born. The lucky man wasn't the baby's father but he was her birth partner.
And my personal favourite
Sue comes into the admission room and says she's in labour with her fifth baby. She is correct. Cervix is 3cm dilated and thin. She is contracting every seven minutes.
Me: Right, Sue. I'll take you round to the delivery room.
Sue: I need to go shopping.
Me: Right. Maybe AFTER the baby's born?
Sue: We need the weekly food shop and I can't trust him (points to husband) to do it. You know what men are like. Always forget the toilet rolls and cornflakes. I can't risk it.
Me: Your last labour was 3 hours. I really think...……
Sue: I'm going to Sainsbury's. C'mon, Joe.
Me: (in disbelief) I'll have to write in you notes that I've advised you to stay, Sue.
Sue: That's okay, Jemima. I'll only be forty minutes tops. You've always told me that women should do what they like in labour.
(Sue leaves the labour ward, having a strong contraction as she and Joe walk down the stairs. Joe looks miserable but has not said a word.)
…..fast forward an hour and a half...…
Blue light ambulance pulls up and the paramedics deposit Sue hastily back right where she started, in the admission room. Joe is trailing behind with twelve carrier bags of shopping.
Sue: I WANT TO PUSH HELP ME JEMIMA GET MY KNICKERS OFF OH FUCKSAKE
I help her on to the examination table. No time to get her to an actual delivery room. I yank her knickers off with one hand and open a delivery pack with the other.
Me: Joe! Press that red bell on the wall! I need some help here!
Sue gives birth to a baby girl (this was before everyone knew what sex their baby was going to be)
Me: Joe! Please press the bell - I do need another midwife here!
Nothing happens. I look round. Joe is spark out on the floor.
Me: Shit.
I press the bell with my elbow.
Me: It's a girl, Sue. Well done! I'm afraid Joe's fainted, though.
Sue: Well don't bring him round yet, Jemima. We've already got four girls.
Me: (irrelevantly) Did you get all the shopping?
Sue: Most of it. Baby wipes were on two for three this week. Bit of aggro at the checkout though 'cause I was screaming with the pains. They made me have the ambulance. Reckon we would've got back here without it though.