Tell me about the one with the hospitalization bracelet.

/kloc-I finally got pregnant in October and didn't start after the expected date of delivery. The doctor suggested that 40+6 be hospitalized, which happened to meet the epidemic situation and left nucleic acid waiting for hospitalization with mixed feelings.

Finally, on the day of hospitalization, my mother and my husband went to the hospital with a suitcase, a duffel bag and a bag. They waited for a long time and didn't check in until noon that day, and cooperated with the doctor to do a lot of tests. My husband signed many documents and put on the legendary bracelet. Haha, it's fun to wear this bracelet for the first time in the hospital.

On the first day of hospitalization, I was assigned to a triple room. I'm in the middle bed, and there are two expectant mothers next door. One of them kept lying down until she cried, but she didn't open her fingers. The contraction made her very painful. I didn't know what the contractions were. I didn't start counting contractions until the doctor told me that I had a regular stomachache. On my first day in hospital, I was still alive and kicking. In the ward, I practiced yoga by myself, and reviewed the self-taught Lamaze breathing method, thinking about preparing for delivery. The doctor in the hospital said that I had a good natural condition and should be able to deliver the baby. I thought I would give birth in a few days, and I was sure I could give birth smoothly, but I still couldn't escape the painful delivery experience.

The next morning, I saw red water. I thought I'd be born soon if I didn't. Who knows this is my painful day? I can't get out of bed after breaking water. Everything is on the bed, including the toilet that I can't stand most. It's really crazy Three people have family members, and there are men in the family members. The hidden space is just to close the curtains. I think my stomachache is nothing, it's just unbearable. Maybe doctors and nurses are crazy.

On the first day of induced labor, the doctor gave me an injection to induce labor and adjusted the intensity. I saw that the shrinkage intensity on the display screen was 60, which was relatively dull and tolerable. The girl in the next bed's contractions dropped to 25, and she kept screaming in pain. Maybe everyone is sensitive to pain differently. On the first day, the injection lasted until 6 pm without any response. The cervix did not disappear and she was sent back to the ward. The girl in the next bed was in unbearable pain and finally had an incision.

At nine o'clock the next morning, I was sent to get an injection of oxytocin, which lasted until nine o'clock in the evening and began to hurt. The strength is directly as high as 100. At first I used breathing to adjust, but it didn't work in the end. It hurts once every two minutes and once every minute. I didn't catch my breath for more than ten hours, but I survived. I think I have my period every month. But at nine o'clock in the evening, the doctor checked the inner finger, but it didn't open, and the cervix didn't disappear, which made people lose hope, but I still held out hope that it might open when I slept at night. But I still didn't move at night, and my fingers kept hurting but I couldn't open them.

On the third day, at nine o'clock in the morning, I was pushed to induce labor again. I haven't had a good rest in the hospital these days. At night, the parturient next door is so painful that people can't sleep. Doctors and nurses come to make rounds every two hours, urging them for two days, and people are even more exhausted. On the third morning, the cervix was still not completely eliminated, only half done, and the fingers did not really open. I really have no hope for oxytocin needles. I had a conversation with a friend who had a similar experience. Too many are not going in the right direction. On the third day, I couldn't breathe normally because of the pain. I sweated with pain, and tears of pain came out, not tears I wanted to cry, but tears of pain. Considering that I didn't open my fingers for several days after induced labor, people felt that the pain was not worth it and there was no hope. In order to avoid two serious crimes in the right direction, I decided to cut decisively.

I don't regret the advantages of cutting, cutting and cutting. Of course, if it works, I hope it works better. If I knew I couldn't rush, I would choose to cut directly, and I would suffer less. But having a baby is uncertain. Who knows? Haha, it's not easy to be a mother, but it's worth all the pain to hear that loud cry.