Hmm my experience isn't great, was induced at 40 weeks + 3 days after a stretch and sweep and my waters broke but then nothing else happened.
Had the pessary late evening which was uncomfortable but not unbearable. Then was monitored however despite the fact I was having regular pains that were getting progressively worse, was told I wasn't in labour for all the following day. My husband repeatedly asked that I be examined but they said there was no evidence of contractions on the monitors and I wasn't in enough pain (seriously what?).
Someone finally took us seriously and looked at DDs heart rate etc and said there was still no evidence of contractions and then all of a sudden looked at me and asked if I was having a pain and I just nodded as I wasn't capable of much else at this point, she noticed the heart rate was dropping slightly every now and again like it would if I was having a contraction. She did an internal exam and informed me she had no idea how dilated I was (she was down there for a good 15 minutes which was great fun as all my pain was in my back) so she would just say 1cm and check again in an hour. I asked for pain relief and was told I couldn't have gas and air as I was on the induction ward and gave me some Co codamol.
40 minutes later I waddle off to the toilet between excruciating contractions and discover upon exiting that I really REALLY need to push. I make it back to my bed and scream that I REALLY NEED TO PUSH NOW! To which a mid wife runs over (evidently in the middle of examining another Lady if the gloves and lube was anything to go by) and says in horror to me "you can't push! You're not on the delivery ward!" Looks at DH and says "don't you dare let her push!".
Finally, after discovering I am 10am dilated they wheel my bed to the delivery suite with me pushing the whole way there, and after they finally gave the gas and air, which at this point was only useful to chomp on while pushing, an hour and a half later DD arrived safe and sound.
I also had a post birth haemorrhage but that's a horror story for another time
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What I learnt? Be assertive, you know your body, so don't be afraid to tell someone if you think hey are wrong!