The day had come, contractions were plentiful ever increasing. Walking to lying down, position to position, bath to back rub, water, water, water... inconsistent to consistent to inconsistent to consistent... increasing, increasing, increasing. Denial, denial, denial to emotion bound with exclamation of "I am not ready yet". Forced phone call... 7 minutes apart. Come in to be safe. Oh shit - leaking fluid better go.
Arrival, paper work... Do you want an epidural? Circling... circling... circling... yes! yes!! yes!!! Off to triage we go... Urine sample, hooked up to the machines... casually informed... your doctor is OUT OF TOWN...Ok that is it, they are staying in!!!! NST... wow kids are actually behaving. They look great. Test for amniotic fluid... inconclusive... purple-ish... next test.... swab. Hours ticking, contractions, kicking, miserable, thirty... sister on the phone... sister on her way... Checking cervix... at this point everyone has seen way to many crotch shots... Dilated 1 cm, still looking good... They aren't coming today... can I just freaking leave now??? Keep on ticking. Test result negative... test results might have bladder infection. Prescriptions called in. Dr suggest to calm contraction pain... ambien to help you sleep and relax... WTF???? ummm no thanks... Demerol offered instead... umm did you not read my medical file at all??? Asthmatic, Gallbladder/Liver, oh and I AM PREGNANT WITH TWINS!!! I can deal with the pain... and force myself to sleep... okay well good luck... could be a day... could be a week... the contractions are not being very productive at this point! Finally released.
Bath to back rub tylenol to forced sleep, contraction finally starting to ease. Happy international women's day! They stay in another day. Doctor appointment Monday.
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