pumpkinhead - What you describe as your experience, a dose of pitocin until your own labor established itself, sounds perfectly reasonable, and it's gratifying to know that they're doing it right somewhere. And no, I wouldn't call that artificial labor. It was an induction
of natural labor, not a replacement for natural labor. In fact, that scenario was exactly what I had in mind when I consented to my own induction. Certainly not that it would be turned on, then up to the highest setting tolerated, until the baby came. I was on pitocin for 2 days and they refused to even consider turning it off. Whenever I asked them, numerous times, to at least turn it down (to give me a break from the relentless slamming) their reply was always that turning off the pitocin would likely lead me to a repeat section, which turned out to be very effective in shutting me up btw. I told myself *this* was the labor I wanted so bad, and that in normal labor you don't get to control it with a dial, so I needed to stop being such a wimp and take it like a woman. Having never gotten the chance to labor with my first, I had no idea how fundamentally different a pitocin labor can be from natural labor. As far as I knew, contractions routinely peaking for 3 to 7 minutes was normal. I had nothing to compare it to.
It was only afterwards at one of my pp visits that I was told it was 'policy' that once the pit goes on, it stays on, end of discussion. That ran contrary to what I always thought was the standard for medically appropriate dosage: the minimum effective amount applied for no longer than is necessary. They had me convinced me that I needed it that high for the duration of my labor, when the reality was, they weren't assessing my needs
at all, only my tolerance. Still, at the time I just shrugged if off, even though I was annoyed at finding out that despite all my vigilance, I'd once again become subject to yet another arbitrarily administered intervention. It's mainly through these boards that I've realized just how
arbitrary. I'm constantly amazed at how much I took for granted that my childbirth options were dictated by my individual needs, when in fact, they had more to do with my randomly chancing upon the right (or wrong) ob/midwife practice (or pitocin pump, for that matter) than anything else.