My NIGHTMARE Pregnancy & a BIG Mothers Day Surprise!

It was now 3am on August 1st, 2005. I still had not slept but I was laying in bed feeling terrible. My snoring husband suddenly ripped off my blanket and threw it on the floor. (He does stuff like this all the time when he is sleeping.) I sat up and could not reach the blanket. I pulled myself to a squatting position so I could lean over Kurt without waking him. As soon as I leaned forward to grab the blanket I felt my water break. I immediately waddeled to the bathroom, wondering what had happened. I waited a few minutes then began to worry. I went back into the bedroom and turned on the light, "Baby", "I said, "I think I am going into labor." My sleeping husbands' response was, "Ok, can you turn off that light."

I then turned off the light and hurried to the basement and woke up my sister who had been staying with me for extra help. She jumped from bed and we began timing contractions. Immediately the contractions were three minutes apart! I was trying to help pack the hospital bag but the pain was so frequent that I would drop to my knees and try not to cry. I made it back into the bedroom to wake hubby. He woke up right away this time and he was ready to leave like three minutes later. I decided I had to go upstairs to get my slippers - BAD MOVE! Once I got to the top of the stairs I was hit with a super hard contraction. I realized that I would be unable to walk back down. Slowly I crawled down each stair. One by one all while experiencing severe pain. In the meantime my husband is yelling that we need to go.

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This is where the nightmare begins:

We arrived at Oakwood hospital around 3:30am. The medical staff assumed that I was having minor labor pains and just making a big deal out of it beacuse it was my first kid so they really didn’t make an effort to help me. I sat in a wheelchair in a hallway screaming.
When I finally was able to get assistance they discovered that I was 2.80 cm dilated. I was told that I had to wait until I was 3cm to get any pain medication. They then administered this terrible drug that made me drowsy in between contractions. I hated it. It made it so much harder. I kept looking at my husband and telling him I wanted it to end. It turned out that they accidentally gave me the WRONG DRUG! But I'll get to that later.

I was finally thrown in a room and given an iv.

Around 5:30 I told Kurt (hubby) that I was going to have the baby right then. There was no doctor or nurse in sight. My i.v. bag had run out and my veins were burning horribly. I screamed at the top of my lungs for help.

After what felt like hours the intern-doctor came back and helped me begin to deliver. It was by far the worst pain I had ever felt. The drug they had administered me made my body ache and my head so dizzy. I could barely concentrate on what I had to do. During delivery my i.v had run out for a second time and nobody "had time" to replace it.
It was so miserable.

Then, finally, Luke was born. Unforutnatley the drug I was under, and the lack of fluids in my body made it so I was slowly blacking out and could barely even see my son. I just laid in bed and begged for some water. I was told I couldn't have any. I then tore my buring iv out of my hand and cried.

The following hours were almost as bad as the delivery. They took my husbad away from me for no reason. They left me in small waiting room, laying on a stretcher, by myself. They claimed that "my room" was not ready yet. So I laid their and bled (I was not aware of this at the time). The medication was begining to wear off and I started having mini sezures. I would shake uncontrolably every 3 minutes or so.

Meanwhile my husband was frantically trying to find me and find out what drug they had given me. Looking bak at the situation, we thinkthey seperated us becuase they knew what was going to be the aftermath of the administered drug and they knew my huband would have been scared and probably called a lawyer.

The next 12 hours were awful. There was no shade on our room window so people could walk by and look inside. It was embarrassing. We asked about it and one of the nurses said that the room we were in was their only available room.
It was hard to get room service. It would take hours for food to be delivered.
The room was freezing cold. My husband had to go back home and get us blankets because the hospital was all out.

So that is my awful experience,
Now I swore to myself that I would never have kids again because i didn't want to go throught that. Then, last Friday, I find out I am pregnant! Wow! Isn't that something! So hubby and I are pretty excited, I think he's a little more excited than I. I want another child but I am terrified about the labour! I plan to spend some time today researching hospitals and seeing if there's anyway to find a good one. The shocking thing about Oakwood is that it's one of the biggest chains in the area! They have awards and all kinds of stuff.
All right, I guess it's back to researching for me cuz I obviously can't work in the bar for a while! But who can ask for a better Mothers Day surprise!?