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I live in a rural part of Mexico by the ocean. Although I am from Canada and could have received free health care there I opted to have my first baby at the clinic of the OB/gyn I had been seeing. For a while it looked like I would have to have a ceasarean because of a cyst on my cervix. The cyst posed no threat to the baby but could get worse with a vaginal delivery. I was terrified of being cut open and cried after almost every doctors appointement where this was discussed. My husband was a pillar of support about my anxieties and so we were both relieved when our doctor returned from a conference on cervical cancer and had new information that led him to think that I could probably have a vaginal delivery.
The contractions started two weeks past my due date and I was so excited after all the waiting. My husband brought the car around and we drove to the doctor's house. It was Saturday evening and he was just finishing dinner. He came out smiling and said that he had just said to his wife that we would probably show up any minute.
At the clinic I paced the hallway while the doctor prepared the operating room. After a couple of hours the contractions were so painful the anaestheologist was called. I was relieved to get the epidural, although I had a charlie horse in my thigh that would not let up. The doctor did his best to distract me from the pain by asking me questions about myself and Canada and how many children we might want to have. I said I would like to have four, definetly not less than three.
My husband held my hand as I pushed our baby girl into the world. As I was pushing I felt like the worst pusher and wondered how are there so many people on this planet when birth is so painful. With each contraction my thigh would spasm and the doctor would yell "Push, Push" and I was exhausted. Finally she flew out from underneath me and I could tell immeadiately that she was perfect. I was so relieved that it was all over..... The doctor was waiting for the placenta to come out and it wasn't. The nurse had taken my Baba to bathe and dress her. I was pretty dopey and the pain was starting to get worse. The doctor told me that he had sent my husband to the hospital to get the ambulance and they were going to have to remove my uterus to get the placenta out. He had tried manually but was unable to break it away from the uterine wall. Then he asked me if I understood what this meant and in my delirium I did. My husband returned with the news that the ambulance was out of town so they proceeded to move me on a stretcher and into the back seat of the doctor's car. I was terrified but did my best to remain calm. my doctor apologized in the car for the fact that he was going to have to cut me open. At the hospital I managed to get out of the car on my wobbly legs and blood spilled out of me like water being poured out of a bucket. They got me on a stretcher and began wheeling me to the operating room. The pain was so severe at this point that I really thought I might not live. They didn't have time to prep me and I remember them strapping my arms down and then I was under.
When I awoke I was freezing cold from all the blood loss. I am RHO negative (rare blood type) and they didn't have any blod to give me. My husband was beside me crying when I awoke. I asked him if he was alright and asked him to please take good care of our Baba in the event that I wouldn't make it. I hurt all over after the surgery.
My mother flew in from Canada and donated her blood to me. It was so great. My daughter is so big and healthy and was such an inspiration to me during my recovery. I wanted to walk as soon as possible. I wanted to be strong and get off of the antibiotics so that I could breastfeed her. There were difficult moments. I cried when they wanted me to go shower and remove my bandage. My husband went with me to the small bathroom with three shower stalls that all the women used. He was patient as I cried with fear that my stomach would fall out. And each day I got better. And each day I keep getting better.
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