I’m a first time mum and I’m very bitter about my horrific birth experience because it has halted any plans for expanding our family.
I want to talk about it and get some perspective and hear others experiences as it has honestly left me with PTSD.
So to start I had to be induced at 40+3 as it was suspected my placenta was failing due to slow growth between weeks 37-40.
I went in on the Friday night and was given a propess, let me start by saying the midwife who inserted that thing was the roughest mf I have ever had touch me and it felt like she had just inserted barbed wire. She also insisted on putting the whole thing up inside me rather than leave the string hanging out.
21 hours passed by and my contractions have started but I’ve only progressed from 1cm to 2cm so by 24 hours it’s decided that I am given another one but by this point I am already getting pretty uncomfortable contractions that I have to start to brace myself for every 5-7 minutes.
So… in the middle of these contractions a different midwife comes in to remove the first propess and insert the new one. She tells me it must have fell out as it’s not there, I tell her it definitely is as I had been checking all day to make sure it hadn’t fell out or gone down the toilet, this meant she was digging around in my vagina/cervix trying to find it while convinced it’s not there. After much searching she finally finds it only to say that the whole thing including the string that’s supposed to be used to pull it out has been shoved so far into my cervix she cannot reach it, so she goes to get a male doctor with longer fingers.
He arrives and says the same thing, can’t reach it so they go and get a speculum to open me up and look right inside.
Speculum inserted they look and find that neither of them can reach it still and they will have to go over to another ward and get some TWEEZERS to get it out.
This may I add again is all in between me having contractions….
Finally they get the first propess out and I reluctantly brace myself for that second bit of barbed wire, only to find the second midwife was so gentle I hardly felt anything, leaving me wondering why the hell I was put through so much pain the first time, oh and the string was left out this time?!?!
This was done by 2:30am and by 4am I was having strong contractions 5 mins apart. At 4:45am my waters break and the contractions really start to ramp up.
At this point I ask for something to help with the pain and was given codeine and paracetamol, 30 seconds after taking it I threw it up and was told I cannot have anything else for 5 hours as they don’t know how much my body had absorbed, nothing else was offered.
By about 7am my contractions are 1-1:30mins long and every 2 mins and do not stop, meanwhile I have been throwing up every bit of liquid I try and drink so I’m starting to get dehydrated so I’m given an anti-sickness injection that doesn’t work.
12 midday comes and the 5 hour wait is over, I ask for some more pain relief and again I’m given codeine and paracetamol, same thing happens I throw those up too, I’m told no more pain relief and given yet another anti-sickness injection that also doesn’t work…
5pm arrives and I am honestly delirious at this point, my contractions have been 2 mins apart for over 12 hours with no pain relief, the equivalent of transition contractions where my stomach is contorted that much you can see the outline of my baby with the other side of my stomach flat as a board because the contractions are so strong. At this point I demand diamorphene but I’m told I can’t have it as my fetal movements have slowed down. I’m also given another anti sickness injection that works only slightly. By this point however, it’s been 13 hours since I’ve had any fluids and I’m very dehydrated but no drip is offered.
After labouring for 13 hours I have only progressed to 3cm and by now my baby is looking distressed so I have to lay on my left side and drink orange juice to try and wake her up which took over an hour before I could have the diamorphine.
I am left for another 3 hours at which point I tell the midwives I cannot do this anymore and want an epidural. It was also decided that because I am only 3cm I will also go on the hormone drip.
It is now 10pm and I’m given the IV fluids before my epidural, which as it’s now been 17 hours since having any fluids I am severely dehydrated and they can’t find a vein, therefore my hands are flipping mutilated by a woman trying to wriggle a needle around under my skin to find my vein, this doesn’t work so they have to get the anaesthetist to come in and try in my other hand.
Once this is done I’m fitted with a catheter and told I have blood in my wee, yeah no S** Sherlock…
So once I have the epidural I’m put on the hormone drip and after 3.5 hours it’s found that my baby is getting very distressed, with her heart rate plummeting to 70 beats per minute with every contraction. At this point I am almost demanding a c section as I want her out as clearly she isn’t happy. The midwife checks my cervix and tells me I am now 4cm so if I want to continue I can still try for a natural birth.
The midwife left the room and I spoke to my husband and said I am having this c section and I’m not messing around anymore and if they don’t do it I’ll withdraw all consent for them to continue with the induction and they’ll have to give me one.
Thankfully after persisting it was agreed that a C Section would be done.
Unfortunately the horror doesn’t end there…
After speaking to the anaesthetist he said he was going to give me a full spinal for the c section rather than just a top up of the epidural as that way it will be fully effective… well it wasn’t… far from it.
After lying down on the table I tell him I can still feel almost everything, I could feel them pinching my skin and I could still lift both legs.
At this point the surgeon started cutting and although I couldn’t directly feel the cutting pain, it still hurt. The anaesthetist told the surgeon to stop so he could put me under as he was worried but he was told it was too late…
It was at this point the surgeon saw that my babies head was deeply impacted in my pelvis and it was an emergency to get her out. All of a sudden there are two people pushing and pulling me from side to side on the table and I can feel both their hands inside me and my babies head being pushed further down in my pelvis and into my vagina, which turned out was one of their hands inside my vagina pushing my baby back up inside my belly. This is getting more and more painful but apparently a procedure that had to be done. At this point I lose all composure and I’m screaming at the top of my voice and I’m going into full on panic attack.
The second my baby was out in given a mask and told to breathe in the gas deeply so they can knock me out, this doesn’t work either and instead I’m left with burning lungs and my heart is now killing me, presumably because it’s doing about 500 beats per minute.
Eventually I’m knocked out by something the anaesthetist injects me with and my husband is left to take care of the baby while I’m stitched up and wheeled back into the room to wake up.
My baby Savannah-Rose was born at 2:34am and I’m finally awake and cognisant by 6am over 50 hours after starting the induction process.
I am now left with a host of side effects, PTSD being one of them (not diagnosed may I add but I’m getting flashbacks none the less)
My bladder and bowel are bruised and it hurts to go to the toilet, I’ve got nerve damage in my back from the 2 injections which makes me jitter and see flashing lights if I lay in an awkward position, my C Section scar is big and is quite a mess from all the pulling and tugging to get baby out and that’s the bits I know about.
I want to know why I was left for so long in so much pain and why no one thought that the intensity or frequency of my contractions was abnormal. This is why lead to my babies head getting stuck in my pelvis and while I am so unbelievably grateful she is here safe and well, the severity of complications that could have arose due to her head being stuck and her distress coming from her skull being compressed rather than it being her umbilical cord are just unthinkable. I panic at the thought of me not pushing for the C Section and what could have happened if I hadn’t, she might have ended up disabled for life or even worse died.
My pain tolerance now is shot after all those hours and experiencing pain like I do when I go to the toilet full on sends me into involuntary panic mode and I shake and cry with my body thinking it is going through that ordeal again, which although is getting better through me focusing on coping mechanisms really does take its toll.
Sorry for the long post but I just needed a place to write this and get it off me chest.
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Horrific birth experience causing PTSD
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birdy990 · 03/12/2021 09:25
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