Hello all,
I just stumbled upon mumsnet this week while searching for info about vaginoplasty - found some very helpful posts on this site, and thought I'd ask for some advice or opinions. I had my wonderful baby boy this past February, he's now 8 months old and thriving, but his birth was very hard on me and incredibly traumatic. Here's the short version: asynclitic presentation, 36 hours of labour total, with over 4 hours of pushing, and eventually they had to take me to the operating room and yank him out with forceps. If that hadn't worked they were going to have to do an emergency C-section. I tore very badly, had to have over 100 stitches, went into shock and needed a transfusion after. I had no sensation of my baby leaving my body - I feel like I missed the moment of his birth, and of course I missed the first few hours of his life because I was in the recovery suite. To say the least, there was gross mismanagement of my case. The recovery was pretty bad (pain, infection, mastitis...), and weeks and months after I found myself reliving my baby's birth and breaking down in tears several times a day, or having anxiety attacks, or being afraid to leave my house... all the typical signs of PTSD. I eventually saw a wonderful psychotherapist and had some help from my family doctor who prescribed anti-anxiety medication. She also referred me to a specialist to have my insides evaluated (possible bladder prolapse, painful intercourse, etc)... which is why I was looking up vaginoplasty on this site! But I digress... the thing that was most frustrating (until I got help from my therapist) was that friends and to some extent family didn't seem to understand why I was having problems. I got a lot of "but your baby is perfectly healthy, focus on that", or "well, it's all over now, no point in dwelling on it", etc. Essentially everyone seemed to wish I'd just stop talking about it and get over it. I can't tell you how stupid and helpless that made me feel. If I could have just gotten over it, don't they think I would have? How much fun do people think anxiety attacks are? Do they think I liked feeling afraid every day? But to (finally, grin) get to the point: all this trauma has led to the loss of a friendship, and I don't know what to do. I was talking to the woman I used to think of as my best friend, and it happened to be a very bad day, and I was in tears again, railing against my midwife and how her idiocy could have threatened my life and the baby's. And my friend said, out of the blue, "what would happen to the baby if you died?" Which caused me to completely break down, hyperventilate, the whole stupid nine yards, because her question, of course, touched upon one of my worst fears. Somehow, the point she was trying to make was that even if I had died, the baby would still be ok and loved and looked after. I can't say I understand the reasoning, but she claims she meant it as a comfort. Sadly, it sent me into an emotional tailspin for days. When we finally talked about it after, she did say that perhaps it would have been better to just listen and say "I'm sorry you're having such a hard time" (I personally think that would have been a good response) but that she felt I needed some tough love, and that I needed to get over it, because her daughter-in-law's baby died during its birth, and her daughter-in-law would have gone through what I did a hundred times over to have my result. Let me add that I was twenty weeks pregnant when this tragedy happened, and that I drove over 150 miles at breakneck speed to be with her... because that's what friends do, I thought. So now what? We did have it out, and I think she knows how I feel, but she just broke my heart with that thoughtlessly cruel question, and I don't know what to do. A part of me does not want to give up the friendship, but neither do I want to talk to her or feel like I can trust her with any vulnerability. Am I being ridiculous? I know that because I'm still a bit emotionally screwed up, my responses to things aren't always healthy, but I can't seem to bring myself to make contact with her beyond forwarding the occasinal email joke. Has anyone got any advice?