Oh sweetheart.
This must all be exhausting.
Just to add my two-pennorth amongst all the other induction stories (NOT telling you what you should do, mind, just to say it may not be the end of the world if that does happen).
I had a sweep. It didn't hurt at all, but it didn't do anything either.
Was induced when dd was 12 days late. I had a pessary gel. 6 hours of eating sandwiches and watching Ready Steady Cook in the day room. I couldn't feel any contracttions, just a mild backache like when you have been sat in a car too long.
The put me on monitors, but after 10 minutes of lying there hating it, asked for them to be taken off so I could go to the loo. When I came back I said I didn't want them back on. Midwife was fine.
Midwife examined me - I was 4cm dilated! They broke my waters - one of the best parts of the labour. I laughed my head off, it didn't hurt at all.
Straight into full on contractions, every couple of minutes or so. After about 30 mins of me pacing around shouting, I had the urge to push. Was examined, 10cms, had a strange transition where I shouted at all and sundry, then straight into pushing.
It didn't hurt from then on - pushing was hard work and exhausting, but wasn't painful at all, and very relaxed and friendly with the 2 lovely midwives (or 1 midwife and 1 health care assistant, I can't remember). It did sting a bit when crowning (midwife = do you want to see the head, me = do I FUCK).
Anyway to cut a long and boring story short, dd was born 1 hour and 10 mins from breaking waters, no hassle, no tears or cuts, and just a bit of gas and air. It was a wonderful experience, and I DREADED induction.
Let's hope that things move for you soon xxxx