I started to bleed Sunday morning and around lunch, the contractions became quite regular-- not too close yet or painful but persistent. Mon and I decided to delay going to the hospital later that day though we already informed my OB, Dr. Garcia. I had to finish my PA anyway so its ok. After submitting my report later in the afternoon, the contractions seemed to have slackened so I helped my husband fix our drain. Imagine, me, full term pregnant, on the beginnings of full labor, holding a spade and digging infront of our house... Well Im not the "usual" pregnant woman. I can even carry 5 kilos of rice + 4 grocery bags. The peeps at PST described me as "kalabaw" because of my energy. Heck, Im just pregnant and that shouldn't incapacitate me. I should be exercising anyway. I prepared dinner, nagged the kids to eat, wash-up and go to bed. I thought I was cool, I even chatted with some friends @ facebook. ;p
Around 11, the contractions started coming in earnest. Strong, long and regular contractions. Told my husband that we should go to the hospital just in case the contractions get too unbearable. And whoah, never seen Mon get so disoriented and nervous! In my last four pregnancies, He was the epitome of control, he can even put on socks and organize things while Im huffing and puffing. This time, its just so funny, he was like a first time dad, anxious but very,very excited.
We were at Capitol Medical Center around 11:45. My cervix was only 2 cms dilated but the contractions were strong and regular--5 minute intervals. I was aslo bleeding so I stayed. Around 2 am, July 5, Dr. Garcia arrived and ouch, gave me an IE. Still 2 cms. She considered for a moment sending me home but I was bleeding and live so far, she gave admitting orders. She told me that since the contractions came in regular intervals, my cervix might dilate more later. They gave me the usual pre-birth procedures and hooked me up to IVs. Man, those needles they stick to your veins were really painful!
I woke up around 8 am to someone screaming. The girl 2 beds from me was being wheeled to the delivery room. "Kakainggit." I was getting bored puffing in bed and having so many IEs I lost count. I was still only 2 cms dilated. The residents took turns monitoring the contractions and I didn't know it was that tedious-- they place their hands over my big tummy, feel for the tightening of the muscles and log the time and legth of the contractions. They even note if I show signs of pain like moaning, puffing, labored breathing, etc. The contractions were still strong and regular but my cervix did not mind. My back was really sore and my hips felt worse. I slept and woke up in the afternoon. I was still 2 cms dilated. I was sent back to my room. At least, there's cable television and I can eat! Mon gave me a wonderful backrub.
The next day,Tuesday, around lunch, I was wheeled back to the delivery room. I had to do again all the pre-birth procedures (which meant double charges on my hospital bill!). They gave me 3 shots of buscopan and hooked me up to Cynto--something. I guess that would induce the labor. The contractions I was having were already strong and made me quite uncomfortable but after a few hours, whew, they became painful. Around 6 pm, I was actually moaning from the pain and I thought I'll be giving birth finally. But when they gave me an IE, still 2 cms! No change whatsoever. I was really frustrated. I wanted the pain to go away, be done with birthing and go home. I already miss my 4 other kids and I just felt so tired. I started to cry. They thought I was in great pain, they told me they'll give me sedatives to reduce the pain. However, the resident who injected demerol in my IV may be a newbie, she injected it fast that I screamed at her "ansaket naman niyan!" I started to feel groggy.. I also felt a tigtening in my chest, like having a heavy object there, I had difficulty breathing. Told the residents "mabigat dibdib ko.. di ako makahinga" Then I passed out.
I woke up around 9 pm. Dr. Garcia was with me. She told me that they stopped the cynto and had to monitor me one full night before doing the trial again. She told me to rest and that she'll see me in the morning.
The next day, Wednesday, my whole body felt sore. I also had so much water that I asked to be assisted to the CR to pee. Since my "bag" was still intact ( I was only bleeding lang naman), I can still walk. They gave me light breakfast and lunch. The baby seemed to sense that she was being forced out. She was very active that morning. She kept kicking my insides and it felt like my ribs and entrails were swollen from her thumping. Around 1 pm, Dr. Garcia arrived. She said, "eto na, pakiramdam ko manganganak ka na!" I was still 2 cms dilated. I was again hooked to cynto, given I think, 4-5 shots of buscopan. Two residents monitored the contractions and the baby's heartbeat and movements. They were on the watch for baby stress since I've been on labor far too long. Around 6 pm, I was really moaning. Each contraction was like being gutted alive. Dr. Fernandez, the anaesthesiologist arrived. She asked me if "masaket na raw ba" told her yes. "Hindi pa naman sobrang tigas ng tiyan mo ah." If I was only alert, I could have snapped off her head. Dr. Garcia arrived and gave me an IE. "3-4 cms! FINALLY! Ketagal-tagal na progession yan oh! Bibiyakin ko na ha?" She gave me one painful IE to burst the amniotic bag and was really crying from the pain. "O, wina-warn na kita ha, sasakit na talaga ito." She advised the residents to give her a call if Im "ready"--she'll just have dinner. Haayy.
After one hour from having the amniotic fluid out-- the contractions were in full swing. Long, strong but kinda bearable still. Later, I started to moan and puff. The intervals were starting to get close and my back, hips and pelvis felt very sore. Around 10 pm, I was already crying and begging for meds. "ang sakit-sakit na, parang awa niyo na, i-CS niyo na ako... please..." If my cervix almost did not dilate the days before, the progression since "bursting the bag" was really fast. I was 7-8 cms around 10 pm. And I was already "pushing" something out, like being constipated. I found out that if I breathe through my mouth, then hold it then push, the pain was somehow reduced. I was crying and screaming in between the puffing and pushing and Dr. Garcia who was used to my reaction, being my OB in all my pregnancies, just told me again and again "malapit na." I also heard her saying to everyone in the room, "ganito talaga itong manganak.. Wala pa nga ito eh.. Hintayin niyo maya-maya ang kamandag niya." I was senseless from the pain though a teeny-weeny part of my brain wanted to throttle Doc Garcia.
When they wheeled me to the delivery room, I was crazed from the pain. I was sobbing, begging, moaning and screaming. I was really noisy and I heard one resident say "nato-trauma na ibang pasyente sa isang ito." I didn't care. The pain took over and it drove me insane. When they raised my legs in the stirrup, 2 consecutive strong contractions hit me and I must have shouted my lungs out. Good thing Mon was in our room, he could have died from shame. The anaesthesiologist scolded, "hindi naman masakit eh." I was tired, in pain, I snapped. I screamed, "ANONG HINDI MASAKET? ANGSAKET-SAKET!" Everyone laughed. I was furious. Then there was this very strong and long contraction, I just took a very deep breath then pushed and pushed. I heard the people around me "Ayan na, ayan na! Mommy hintay muna, wait lang, hold muna." Thats crazy, I thought! Its there already! Why should I stop? Everyone was telling me to hold it I screamed "BAKET BA? ANONG PROBLEMA NIYO! ANDIYAN NA!!!!!!!" Doc Garcia laughed and told everyone, "Oo nga naman, bakit ba.. mas marunong pa kayo sa kanya?" I was really peeved, I gave one loud moan, inhaled and pushed.. And I passed out.
I woke up, 5 am, Thursday in the recovery room. A gave a silent prayer of Thanks to God for surviving the difficult labor and being gifted another child, another chance to love and nurture a human being in this life. A few minutes after, I was wheeled to our room.
2 pm in the afternoon, I was able to change clothes, wash-up. Doc Garcia, the residents and Doc Fernandez, the anaesthesiologist made their usual rounds and teased me about the crazy delivery. "O, nakakangiti ka na. E di pinatikim mo lahat ng lagim mo?" I was really very embarrassed, I kept saying sorry to everyone.
They roomed in Yuan a few hours after.
Finally, Alhamdullilah! I have her in my arms!
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