We chose to admit to hospital for induce on the 8th of June. That night, Daddy was working for the last day of the week. He’s on night flight so MIL drop me off at DSH after dinner. I happily went into the hospital, emergency ward. Showed them the letter and got myself admitted.
Check-in to room 202…wow I got window view, I just love it. And it’s facing the main road, I can see pizza hut TTDI from the room kekeke….
Nurse came in and ask for some details…I told her I need to be induced as instructed by gynae.
Nurse came in again with the heartbeat machine…put that on to the tummy and I could hear horse galloping sound
Daddy called, but the line is pretty bad so we only managed to SMS each other. I gave him the room number, he told me he has one more flight then he’ll be back to KL. Will come to hosp once he arrives
Nurse came in and say *Let’s induce*. She put on her gloves, insert the pill (suppose to help serviks to dilate), and there I was lying down on the bed ever so relax. I was too confident that it’s gonna be the same like before. *Nothing happen, slept thru the nite, bla bla bla*. But all hell breaks loose in the next 30mins!!!
Hmm…I begin to feel mild contraction. TV was on, I’m waiting for the World Cup Opening Ceremony and German vs Costa Rica.
Titttt….I pressed the HELP button and the nurse came. Told her I begin to felt contraction…aiyo, apa ni, so fast kick in liao, I still want to watch my football lehh…
The contraction gets more intense…I was pretty sleepy by then. Half awake, half watching football and half feeling the contraction.
*I actually told my boy, don’t come out so fast ehh…wait for Daddy, he’s on his way here*
Daddy called, he just landed and now on the way to KL Sentral. I told him you better be quick, I got contraction since a while ago.
The contraction is getting bad, it’s now last longer but the interval is like what, every 30minutes. I called Daddy, he just arrived home. I assured him I’m alright, he can take his shower and have his dinner.
Daddy came to the hospital, I was asleep when he came into the room. He asked how am I. I told him, got contraction off n on but so far still OK. We talked a bit bout the German Costa Rica game.
Daddy left the room, went out to take his dinner (or maybe early morning breakfast). I’m half asleep, half contracting. Can’t really sleep properly.
Was awaken by the Ecuador Poland match. Watch a bit while still feeling contraction. My eyes could barely open. Everytime when there’s a goal, I’ll wake up to watch the replay..then I fall asleep, in between I feel contractions.
The contraction was getting more intense. Nurse came in after I beep them. Checked the serviks, only 2cm dilated!! My goshh…when is this gonna be over mann…Daddy came back from his dinner. We finished watching the Ecuador match.
Nurse came to check how am I doing and gave me the painkiller jab, it did ease the pain a bit, but still feel contraction.
I could feel the contraction is getting from bad to worse. Suddenly I had the urge to take epidural. But I told myself, wait first. I totally forget bout breathing technique *slap forehead*. I went to the toilet hoping to ease some bowels, but nothing happen. I still can’t feel like going to beranak. But I told the nurse lets take the enema now and get ready to go labour room
Enema taken, went to toilet and completed the big biz of the day. Came out, I could barely walk, not because of the biz but the contraction was getting closer and I could feel as though something gonna drop off from the bottom there!!
Wheelchair came in. By this time, my pain was coming like every 5-10minutes. I dare not get off the bed. So waited for the pain to go off, then quickly hop on to the wheelchair. And we head towards the labour room. I was shivering, so cold lahhh…
Reached the labour room, again, I waited for the pain to go off, then quickly climb onto the bed. The nurse strapped on the heartbeat monitor.
Contraction was getting closer. I didn’t time it cause sudah kelam kabut. Daddy tok my watch and time for me. He told me it’s every 5 mins.
As the contraction comes closer n closer every minute, the pain got worse. I totally forgot bout breathing in and out STILL *slap forehead* until the nurse told me, breath in, breath out…so I did a series of that. Then start to inhale and exhale laughing gas. I start to curse..where the hell is the gynae..faster come lahh…aiyoo..
I was gripping Daddy’s hand so tight that he screamed cause my finger nails was long kakaka….after that he let go of my hand and I gripped the bedside bars. Pandai lah him…
Gynae finally arrived. As usual, he’s ever so calm. I can’t remember what he says after this as the pain was getting really horrifying. All I could remember is he snip the bottom (after jabbing me).
Whoaa..I screamed so loud. I was in excruciating pain, now I remember the pain that I had 1.5 years ago. The gynae said *hey you are not doing any work, don’t be so lazy. The uterus already done all the work and push the baby down, you just need to push, one hard push and baby’s head gonna be out*.
Apalah…one whole night I didn’t sleep and eat and you say I’m lazy. If you are me, you see you got energy or not. Challenge me somemore.
And so, with one big push out came the head of Vyktore Hon. Phewww….there goes one big milestone. And another push…out came the body of Vyktore Hon and there he was born at the wee hours of 10th Jun 2006.
After that, I was totally so relaxed…at last, this boy is really a tough fella, gave me a hard time. Now if you ask if I want another child I would say no thanks. Who says 2nd labour is always faster, totally opposite!!!The gynae clean up all the blood, I saw him taking out the placenta. It was whitish…ermm..is that all the calcium deposits..too lazy and exhausted to ask. Daddy went off the room a while they clean up the mess. Then he came in and snap photos.
The nurse showed me the baby, see ahh..boy ahh..oh ok. They wrapped him up with towel, let him suckle BM, but he doesn’t want. My only comment, wah..also alot hair eh…
They gynae continue doing his job, sewing the wound as I laid there, half falling asleep.I think it was about 730am when it’s all done. I finally head back to room 202 and Vyktore was sent to the nursery. I collapse right after that until 12pm+. Had lunch (was so hungry, sapu everything) and called Daddy whom was still asleep at home.