As scheduled, I woke up very early on the 1st day of March 2011 for being induced. I performed the regular Subuh prayer and asked Allah to ease my delivery. I can't imagine to what extend the pain will be. Ya Allah, jika Kau tak hilangkan rasa sakit pun, tolonglah ringan sedikit kesakitan itu.
All bags packed and I was ready to go to DEMC, just a few minutes away from mom & dad's home. Mr N helped me to check in at 7.30 a.m. and paid the deposit. FYI, the deposit is RM2000. Then I was brought to the labour room and induced. Dr M inserted the pill in me. Malu lah. "Nanti ada pendarahan sedikit ya". OK doktor. I was told to stay in the room for a few hours and they served me breakfast. I had fried yee mee and warm water. Ada a sachet of milo but I'm not a fan.The food, was ok, for something that has turned cold.
Later, I was brought to my room, No 305. I was monitored by a CTG machine to get contractions reading. Guess what. Lunch was served! Haha. Makan lagi!
Si buncit nak makan lagi. Tengok tu, perut dia macam nak meletup!
By 2 p.m., a nurse came back and took the sheet from the machine and told me that she's bringing to Dr M. When I was taking a loo, Mr N told me that it's time to go to labour room. I was like, what?! Now?! Yes. Dr M finds that there were contractions and she wanted to check for dilation. Turns out I was 3cm. So she broke my water bag. A gush of warm air ketumban went out. She told me that I am doing fine and she expected that I would deliver at night. Then the nurse gave me the hospital's clothes for me to wear and inserted a pill to make me poo. Within seconds, my bowel is emptied. I am sure now that I will not poo during the actual labor. Haha.
Mr N stayed besides me and keep me entertained while waiting for more frequent contractions. By 5.30 p.m. I felt something painful like the one you had during period pain. By minutes the pain became more unbearable. Tak putus-putus baca Surah Al-Anbiyak ayat 87 dan sebut nama Allah. I watched the clock and the time seems to pass by very slow. In my mind, I kept on asking "Kalau nak beranak malam ni, can I stand this pain 'til night?". I continuously prayed for Allah's help. I can't really describe the feeling. But I do feel like I'm dying. Mr N holds my right hand and occasionally guided me with the breathing. The nurse told me that I can inhale some gas, whenever necessary. I was clueless and restless, everytime the contractions came, I inhaled the gas. Guess I inhaled too much, I told the nurse that I feel like vomiting. She replied "Memang macam tu. Kalau hisap banyak terasa macam nak muntah". I told her again, I do want to vomit. But she didn't do anything until I really vomited! She rushed for a pail. Haaaa, tu la. Orang dah kata, orang nak muntah. Dah muntah betul-betul baru cuak. Nasib muntah air je, but with some yellow gassy liquid I usually find when I have gastric. Yeah, they had to change my clothes with a new one.
It's almost 7 p.m., I told Mr N that I think it's time. He called for the nurse and two nurses came in. They attached something like rods beside the bed and told me to put my feet on them. Two handles attached to the bed were for my hands. So instead of lying down, I was delivering in a sitting position. One nurse told me to try and push. I tried and she said yes it's time. Dr M came in and checked that I was 9cm dilated already. Mr N holds my shoulder. I was told to push hard. At times, I didn't realize that I was screaming. The nurse, again and again reminded me not to scream. I felt something came out, Dr M said "Ok, kepala dah keluar. Push lagi. Tarik nafas and push. Good." Terasa pedih pulak. The shoulder part is a bit easier than the head but still hard for me.
Tahu-tahu je baby dah ada on my chest. Crying out loud, some blood all over her. Hilang semua kesakitan. Baby ni keluar from me? Really? Dr M told me to check her gender. Yes, I've been using 'she', of course it's a girl. Alhamdulillah. Then a nurse took her away from me to make check ups on her. I watched the baby while Dr M jahit some stitches on me. Rasa gegar-gegar masa dia jahit. Mr N then recited both azan & iqamat to the baby's ears. I asked, "Pukul berapa?" A nurse understood my question and answered, "7.14 p.m." It is the time my baby was delivered.
I was told to rest in the labour room for 2 hours. So I did.
I was brought back to my room & some of my family members were there. I was too tired to entertain them and I didn't realize when I snoozed off. Zzzzz.....
This baby is mine! (sharing with Mr N)
