Thought about name changing for this, but decided against it. Sorry if this turns into a long and rambling rant
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I gave birth vaginally to DC1 at the end of September last year. I had been planning as natural and as drug-free a birth as possible - not for any ideological reasons, but because I'd been led to believe that this would be in my and my baby's best interests. I had an appalling time. Got horridly and excruciatingly stuck at 5cm bouncing straight from one hideous contraction to the next. To cut a long story short I ended up transferring form the MW led unit to the labour ward and had an epidural. I progressed to 10 cm with the epidural and was "persuaded" to let the epidural wear off for the pushing stage. I had nearly 3 hours of directed pushing which, again, was excruciating as I could feel DD ramming her way into and through my pelvis. I sustained a 2nd degree tear, a urethral tear and a vaginal tear. I was very very shocked by the birth and had problems bonding with DD for the first few weeks. (Love her to bits now!!!)
The tears became infected and opened up. The infection did not clear easily and when they did heal, they healed with adhesions that had to be broken manually and then treated with ultrasound. I had bad pain in my coccyx which felt that it was out of place. I had physio to realign it and more ultrasound to treat it. However the pain did not go away and things still did not feel right, so a friend convinced me to press for a referral to an orthopaedic surgeon, he did an MRI and told me that yes the coccyx is out of place and that I had extreme bruising inside my pelvic bones consistent with having sustained a significant trauma - more than you woudl expect from childbirth. He noticed some pockets on inflammation in the soft tissues and referred me to a uro-gyane. From the description of the birth, the MRI and examination he concluded that my pelvic floor had been too strong to let the baby out. Apparently this is not that uncommon and when it happens the woman classically gets stuck at 5 cm and had difficulties pushing the baby out, and the baby causes damage to her pelvis and coccyx. My pelvic floor was still in spasm when I saw him. He also suspected bladder involvement and a cystoscopy and bladder biopsy indicated a spastic and overactive bladder and a bladder wall infection. This is being treated with major antibiotics, by so far has not responded that well. In the last week or so things have started to get worse. It feels like my entire body is going to fall out of my vagina and my anus and I have had episodes of both urinary and faecal incontinence. I saw the gynae again this week and he says the pelvic floor has relaxed and is no longer in spasm. He suspects that the tear may not have been 2nd degree and may have gone further. I'm being referred back to the orthopaedic surgeon because my coccyx is still hurting and out of place, to anther gynae who specialises in faecal incontinence, and to a physio for work on the pelvic floor.
I feel exhausted both by the symptoms and by all the medical appointments. DD has had medical problems too and some weeks we have clocked up 5 hospital or GP appointments between us. I have no energy for anything else and feel guilty for not spending time taking her to the park, to playgroups, socialising with her - all those things that as a new mum I feel I am supposed to be doing. I feel devastated that after over 6 months I feel that my body is in the worst shape its been since giving birth. I feel angry that I was "persuaded" that VB is always the best thing for a woman (haven't asked the gynae if any pre-birth assessment may have shown my pelvic floor problems and indicated that VB woudl not have bene the best bet for me). I don;t want to get into the CS vs VB debate, and I know I would have struggled to get an ELCS on the NHS. But I'm convinced that I would have been so much better with an ELCS. I'm angry that as far as the maternity unit is concerned, the birth has been classed as a success (VB, no interventions, APGAR of 9). I feel so disgusted with my body. I look great, BTW and everyone tells me I do. But that all feels like a sick joke when I think about what's actually happening. And I feel so lonely - I'd been telling some close friends about what had bene going on. But I think compassion fatigue has set in somewhat, and the whole incontinence thing is a step too far and something I don't want to discuss. DH is being fab, BTW.
DD is my dream come true. But this all feels like a living nightmare and at the moment I just can't stop crying. Sorry this is so long. Thanks for reading.