Mods - this is not about my birth experience, but my care in the hours following the birth. If there is a more appropriate place for this please move it.
I had a c-section birth of my baby girl (that story is written in the birth stories section). It was quite whirlwind and while I think I was in shock, I was pretty happy with how it all went. It was my care and treatment that I received in the hours following my birth that I am so upset about.
My c-section was completed at 5.40am. I was moved into recovery where I spent 20 mins feeding my baby before she was taken to special care (I was GD and they needed to monitor her BSL). I was fine with this because I understood that this was to happen before I had given birth. At 6am I was moved to the maternity ward and this is where things started to go wrong.
I got down to maternity and I was greeted by a lovely midwife. She came back and regularly checked on me and did all the obs that she was meant to (blood pressure, temp etc). She offered me meds which I declined a couple of times as the spinal block was still working. Just before 7am, I started to feel pain and she gave me some meds.
At 7am, a new midwife started her shift. She told me that she wanted my catheda out by the end of her shift (which was at 2.30pm) and she was going to get me out of bed and in the shower in the next hour.
I started to panick. I was now in immense pain because the spinal block was wearing off. I still didn't have feeling left in my legs. I explained to her that I had only been out of theatre for an hour and a half and that I still did not have full sensation in my legs and did not think they would bear weight. She said she would be back before 11am to get me in the shower.
She came back a couple of times to give me more pain relief in the form of tablets. Nothing was working. At 9.30am she gave me a morphine shot. She did not explain to me that I was going to have morphine, she just did it as she told me what it was. The next 2 hours was the worst 2 hours of my whole life. I was in soooo much pain and I was very dizzy and sick on top of it all.
My baby was bought down to me from special care and the lactation consultant came to help me feed her because I was sooo out of it. After this the midwife put her in bed next to me and said 'now your bonding'. I did not feel like I was bonding. I was in too much pain.
I looked at the bag that was still dripping fluid into my cannulla and realised that they had added syntocin to it because my uterus was not contracting by itself (due to the drugs they gave me prior to my c-section to stop my contractions). I was having intense contractions every 5 to 10 mins and it was causing me so much pain where I had my c-section.
I asked the midwife to stop the drip, which she did, thankfully. Once she had done that, she removed my canulla and she decided it was time for me to get out of bed and have a shower. It was 10.20. My surgery had been completed for 4 and a half hours.
I tried to get up slowly, but was still in so much pain. My uterus was still contracting from the syntocine in my drip and it felt very tender and bruised. I was not getting up fast enough for the midwife and she got my
DH to drag me to my feet in one fast move. I screamed in agony. It was so incredibly painful. My scar was burning and felt like it was ripping.
I could not bear weight on my feet and had to be virtually carried to the bathroom by the midwife and
DH. The midwife said to me 'If you are good and have a shower, I can give you some lovely anti-inflamatory meds when you get back to bed.' I had just had morphine and my head was not clear. I took that statement to mean that I had to have a shower before she was able to give me anti-inflamatories. If I had been thinking clearly, I would have said something because she was using them as a ransome to get me into the shower.
We got to the shower door and realised the girl I was sharing my room with was already in there. The midwife got me a chair to sit in outside the shower door and wait. I was still dressed in the gown from surgery - not modest at all. At the time I didn't care, I was in so much pain. I felt like I was going to pass out. I sat and cried while I waited for the shower.
I then had to get up out of the chair because the other girl had finished. I screamed as the midwife and
DH dragged me to my feet. They took me into the shower and sat me in another chair and the midwife showered me. She scrubbed me and she scrubbed my c-section scar and my very sore still contracting uterus with a wash cloth. Three times I asked her to be more gentle and three times she just continued to scrub.
When she had finished torturing me with the wash cloth, she wanted to wash my hair. I had washed my hair before I left home as I knew I was having a c-section (breech baby) and I had been in surgery. My hair didn't need washing. She decided it was okay if I didn't wash my hair (honestly, I couldn't lift my arms above my head to wash my hair).
Exhausted, in incredible pain and still high on morphine, I was dragged back to bed. I got into bed and laid down feeling like I would never be able to move again. The midwife told me she would be back in a couple of hours to remove my catheda.
I started to stress. I couldn't get out of bed. I didn't know how I was going to get to the toilet. I was relying so much on
DH to help me feed my baby and to even sit up and have a drink of water. He had to go home at 8pm that night and if I couldn't get out of bed by myself, how was I going to use the toilet??? I was so scared. I just laid in bed and cried.
The whole thing was made so much worse by the fact that my bed was not electronically operated and I needed someone to come and crank it up to sitting position for me.
If the midwife noticed, she ignored me. She came back in and gave me drugs again a few times.
At lunch time, a meal of solids arrived for me. I was sure I was meant to be on a fluid diet and asked my midwife. She said that she thought it was best I started on solids as soon as possible. I told her that I hadn't passed wind yet and she said that it didn't matter, that was only for people who had bowel surgery. I told her I didn't think I could stomach solid food yet anyway. She said she would get me a sandwhich. It never came. I got no lunch. I had been fasting since the night before and I had my insulin so not eating was making me quite sick and little bit hypo.
Anyway, eventually her shift finished and a new midwife started. She hadn't removed my catheda. I thought it must be protocol to remove catheda's as soon as possible and so I was spending the day trying to get myself out of bed - I couldn't do it and was getting more and more stressed about how I was going to use the toilet especially once
DH left.
The new midwife that came on was lovely. She took my obs. I realised when she did this that I had not had my obs taken the whole time that the first midwife was on, nor had she taken a blood sugar reading. I was in the 8 hours post op and had not had obs taken once. The new midwife noticed my cannulla missing and freaked out. She went off to check my doctor's notes. She came back into my room saying that my cannulla and catheda were meant to be in until the next morning. I relaxed a little then except she was a bit freaked out that my fluid levels were too low and I had no cannulla to have IV fluids.
My dinner arrived as a solids meal again and my new midwife freaked out again. She said that I should not be having solids yet and gave my dinner to
DH and went and ordered me a fluid meal. She explained that having solids after surgery before passing wind can make me very very sick (so glad I didn't eat lunch) as things hadn't started working properly again yet and they just needed time.
She also said that me getting out of bed that early was a bit of a big ask.
By that evening, my uterus was not as painful as the contractions had stopped except for the ones I had while I was feeding (they were far more bareable than the contractions I was having from the drip and my uterus wasn't aching in between). I was even managing to sit up by myself.
I had a reasonable night and started to feel safe again. The next morning, dangerous midwife was on again.
DH was running late as he had wanted to have breakfast with our other 2 children before coming to hospital (he missed them the day before). She came onto shift and immediately wanted my catheda out. I told her I was waiting for
DH and we could see then. I needed to get out of bed and walk around on my own. I was so scared because of how much it had hurt the day before.
The midwife then went to the girl next door and told her 'I am bathing your baby today'. She and the girl had an argument about the baby being bathed because she didn't want to bath her baby because she had bathed her the night before and didn't think it was necessary. I realised at this point that the midwife just did her own thing and ran to her own schedule with very little regard for what was actually going on.
DH arrived and I got out of bed and walked around.
DH helped me shower and then I told the midwife I was ready for my catheda to be removed. She removed it and didn't come near me for the rest of the day.
I left hospital the next day because
DH takes better care of me and DD2 than any of the midwives could and I am feeling pretty good now.
Today, my c-section scar exploded into a bunch of beetroot coloured bruises and I think it is from the trauma of being ripped out of bed when I was in the way that I was.
DH wishes that he had known better but he thought that was what was meant to happen and he is struggling with his own feelings of frustration at being used to hurt me in that way.
I am angry and upset because I was vulnerable and in pain. I was relying on her to make the best decisions for me and she didn't. I was too drugged out to stand up for myself.
I don't know what to do with all this now. I just wanted to get it out while I can remember.
This is very long and very detailed but I am considering writing a letter of complaint and wanted to write down everything I can remember now.
I would appreciate any feedback on whether you think this is worth complaining about and whether any of this is 'normal' procedure after a c-section.
Thanks for reading ...