In Denmark, they give you the prostaglandins as an oral pill which you take every two hours. I'd been in a pre-labour limbo with irregular contractions for about a month and was 40+14 when I got the pills. The contractions got more intense and regular.
I went back into hospital to be checked when they were 3 mins apart. They completely petered out and my cervix was just as open as it had been the whole time. WAAAAH
Sent home to "sleep", an hour or so later, felt a 'pop' which I assume was my mucus plug because when I went to the toilet, a bunch of jelly fell out of me. Then the contractions really started. 0-100 in one second sort of thing.
Went back into hospital, cervix still closed up but soft. They let me stay. Cycled through all the non-medical pain relief until I asked for an epidural about 2 hours later and I was something like 5cm. 7cm when the anaesthetist arrived shortly after. 10cm less than an hour later (what a WASTE of an epidural!)
My pushing phase took ages, the baby wasn't positioned properly and I think they wanted to turn the epidural off, so I was panting for hours.
It took ages to push her out, a bit of fetal distress on the monitors, fetal blood pH tests every 20 mins, doc getting antsy and eyeing up the ventouse and then I finally pushed her out. Meconium in the waters but the paediatrician that checked her out declared her fit as a fiddle.
Pushing phase as about as long as the first phase (3-4 hours), so 8 hours from the 'pop' to when the baby showed up.
Nothing to compare the pain to but I think it probably would have been more manageable if I'd gone into labour spontaneously. Who knows. I felt safe and looked after throughout, so I felt okay about everything even though it was dramatic and uncomfortable.