And so the delivery process story continues here… pardon me for the late updates because I can only type with a hand these days (officially started the cow’s life and one hand is constantly holding on to either the baby or the pump).
20th Oct 2015
Around 8.45am: Was brought to level 2 to check on my “progress”, in Thomson Medical Centre, level 2 is the place where there’s labour room and “observation room” (I’m too nervous to remember what the room is called) where we can monitor our contraction. One of the nurse (let’s call her Nurse A) asked Gary to go down to level 1 to make arrangement for the hospitalisation admission, but I was worried that this might be a false alarm (outcome of reading too much false alarm stories on Facebook) and asked “Huh? Need to? What if it’s not contraction? Just false alarm?”. Nurse A look at the hopping me (ever since I reach TMC, I have been “hopping” around as the aching pain is too much for me to stand still) for a second and ask “Are you sure? Let’s check on your dilation first.” and send me to the bed and check on me. “You are already 1cm dilated, you better get your husband to make the arrangement and we proceed to do the checking”.
Reluctantly, I asked Gary to proceed arrange for the admission and I was send to change into the hospital gown, where I experience more “bloody show” and end up busy cleaning the toilet bowl. Once I was out, the nurse told me my gynae – Dr Benjamin Tham was here to see me but left since I was in the toilet. And she then asked if I had passed motion this morning and when I replied “No”, I was inserted “something” to clear my bowel and gosh, the effect kicks in within 1-2mins! When I finally clear my bowel and out, I was told once again, my fast and furious gynae had came but left AGAIN!
Around 10am: To prevent wasting my dear gynae’s precious time, I was out on a wheelchair (first time in my life!) and send to the gynae’s clinic for checking. When Dr Tham check on me, he say “You are already 4cm dilated! Very fast leh!” and then, I was send back to level 2 where I was administered the epidural – my option of pain relief. As the anaesthetist was performing the epidural, Nurse A told her that I had initially wanted to go home… >_<
In contrast of some people saying the needle that was poked to the spine is very painful, I thought the one poking into my hand is more painful. But my pain takes around 45 mins to get “numb” off instead of the 30 mins. Anyway, after settling my epidural, I was pushed into one of the deliver ward to wait for the moment.
Around 12pm: I’m hungry. But I’m still on the bed waiting… The contraction pain is coming back again… so I complained to the midwife (it actually took me a long time to figure out those “nurses” in purple uniform might be the midwife), asking if the epidural has wear off. She checked and told me I was 8cm dilated so the previous dosage is not strong enough anymore, and increase the dosage for me
After 1pm (seriously, by now I have lost track of all the time): The midwife come in and check on me and told us that I was fully dilated. Somehow, Gary’s warm hand seems to be turning cold =.=” I think he is more nervous than me for the moment.
After waiting for a while, the midwife “put me into position” and asked me to push (somehow I was quite surprise as I was expecting at least Dr Tham, midwife and a nurse to be presence instead of her only). So like those scene in TV, I was trying hard to push but nothing happened. After 2 to 3 pushes, the midwife do a check and tell us, the baby had pooed! Reminded of A’s incident, my heart sort of skipped a beat.
When Dr Tham came over and was told that baby is under distress and heartbeat dropped whenever I push + baby had pooed, he “ask” me if we can “vacuum” baby out. Of course at this stage, I have no choice but to agree (think about it, wonder why he didn’t ask me if I want vacuum or forceps baby out). I thought to myself “I’m trying so hard to save $, but baby decide to spent more somehow” *SIGH*
As fast as the speed of his speech… Dr Tham just sat on his chair, and in a short while, I was asked to push again. While waiting his next “Push” instruction, he actually ordered me to “Stop” and tell us the umbilical code has entangled around the baby’s neck. Was panic for a few seconds (as I cannot see anything happening “down there”) and I was suddenly caught by surprise when “something” (or rather, someone) heavy was placed on me. It took me a few seconds to finally registered that the “something” was actually the one whom I have been waiting to meet for the past few months.
In contrast to the scene we watched on TV (and what I have been anticipating), where once baby left the mother’s body, she will cry out very loud and the mother was so touched she was moved to tears, there I was “stunned like vegetable” wondering why the baby is “throw” on me like a block without a sound.
The rest of the movement is so fast that I actually only managed to understand what happened after a while:
- the midwife and nurse busy cleaning up the baby – sucking the poo out from her mouth, then after that she finally cry and I’m finally convinced she’s alive *choy!*
- Dr Tham busy stitching me up
- Gary busy decided which is more important – supporting his wife or looking at the baby.
Somehow, everyone just evacuate from the room and left Gary, me and the baby (on the “cleaning machine”)… at a lost on what we can do after 5hr + of fast and furious delivery process.
Finally, after a while, a nurse walked in to clear some stuff and Gary asked if he can carry the baby to me, she nodded and the next moment, we start keeping ourselves occupied with the photos shooting session with Leticia 😛