I'm wondering if anyone has had a similar experience to me and could put my mind at rest over some unanswered questions....I have emailed my hospital for a debrief but no reply as yet :-(.
I was 8 days late with my first baby boy, no major issues through the pregnancy other than periods of raised blood pressure.
I'd had braxton hicks getting stronger for a couple of weeks before actual contractions appeared to start in the early hours of a thursday morning. They were 6 mins apart and extremely strong (too strong to sleep through). This continued, not getting any closer together, but increasingly painful until I went into Hospital 09:00 on the saturday morning, exhausted (no sleep since they'd started). I was told I was 1 cm dialated and to go home, at which point I broke down and begged them for something to knock me out, as I was terrified I wouldn't have the energy to get through the labour and wasn't coping with the pain. I was met with a patronising "That's just labour love" and sent on my way.
Through my angel of a sister, I managed to get through the next few hours at home, as she and my fiance literally coached me through each contraction. At 02:00 Sunday morning (4th night of no sleep), contractions jumped to 2 mins apart so I went back into hospital, where I i was told I was 6cm and admitted. I used a birthing pool and was enjoying the experience at this time - and turned to gas and air a couple of hours in. Midwife told my mum she expected me to deliver by 7am. Come 7am, I was fully dialated and wanted to push, but was told not to as waters had not broken.Midwife suggested I move around more as baby appeared to be looking at my leg. 9am, midwife broke my waters and I was allowed to push - and pretty quickly I suspected something was wrong (midwife kept disappearing, writing in my notes and didn't seem encouraging of me to push). I tried every position, all fours, standing, squatting, leaning back on partner, etc etc. Burst a blood vessel in eye, so definitely was giving it my all.
At midday, (3 hours of pushing) midwife appeared with a wheel chair and rushed me to delivery (still contracting strongly)- I was advised that I needed to go to theatre for poss emergency c section, but that they would try forceps first.
i was put on my back and a drip to increase the contractions (no pain relief or gas and air). Had several Drs ( I believe trainees) examine me to decide which way babies head was. Still no pain relief. I was encouraged that baby would be delivered by 1pm (as my sister was getting married - literally at that time). It was gone 3:30pm before I got into theatre as another emergency took priority. This was the worst few hours, and contractions were strong, I was exhausted and still had no pain relief. I vividly remember trying to work out if I could make it to the hospital window to jump out before anyone was able to stop me. (seems dramatic I know, but I really had had enough).
Finally got into theatre, spinal put in, then heard people panicking that doctor hadn't turned up. He arrived, baby was delivered safely after 3 pushes, via forceps (Baby Michael 8,8oz) . Whilst the consultant was stitching me up I heard him say to the junior doctor "so that was your first time with forceps?" - and i can't stop thinking about it.
The more I think about it - the more I think that because it was a sunday afternoon, staffing issues was the reason that I was pushing so long. I also wonder if midwives knew long before that I was going to need assistance and were just 'managing me' all morning. I'm worried and angry that a junior doctor was allowed to perform the procedure - and don't know where to direct this. I know it's early days as baby is only 1 month old,but i'm terrified I can't face having a second baby, Any advice?