'But some people are so taken by surprise by it.'
And some people have a baby that is in a tricky position that is known to be more painful.
My first was OP and had her hand up by her head cupping it above the ear.
I had to beg and wait 5 hours for an epi because 'It's after midnight'.
Even after I got it, they put a canula in and gave me NO fluids.
By the time a midwife called in the consultant, and the anaesthetist to top up the epi, I was 32 hours with no sleep and from eating and drinking. He went spare that I'd had no fluids and was exhibiting signs of dehydration in the June heat of the hottest summer on record in the new century.
My second was born with no pain relief (I took one puff of G&A and barfed) and it was 1/10 the pain of that first one.
My third, again, I knew something was off from even before the get go. I knew, and I know my body.
Still, hours and hours waiting for the epi.
It failed to bring my BP down. It was still 190/115, I'll never forget the look on the consultant's face. I had two pushes of Labetalol.
He broke out the ventouse.
The baby was over 2lbs. heavier than my eldest, who was heavier than her sister, and had cord wrapped round his neck.
I wasn't listened to the entire time except by the anaesthetist and consultant.
I was left, completely on my own as I had no birth partner, for hours, stoned on diamorphine.
I was told, since it was my 3rd, that I knew what I'd got myself into.