Like in my case, I had to stay in the hospital for 4 days. I bleed before and throughout my contractions and since it the pain was excruciating. Contraction was every 2 minutes and yet dilation was in micro mini scale. Oh God.
I took 2x painkillers, 2x pethidines (super sleepy to a point I was hallucinating), 1 hot bath (doesn't really works) and uncountable amount of injected epidural. Hah!! I could say I'm a labour pain-relievers expert on how they felt now. The last one, the epidural was the best invention in my case. It works really well for me at 4cm dilation and I slept like a baby for a good few hours.
Although mine was a normal labour, the process was so long it adds up to 36 hours. Thank goodness I didn't take water birth. There were a few complications here and there with the baby and my body not wanting to dilate. So in the end they had to induced my labour with drips.
So yeah, Imagine I had 2 drips in my left arm for induction and water drip for the epidural. I had the catheter hanged at my bladder and a small injected tube at my spine. Still I slept peacefully - First achievement.
Then at 10cm, come the pushing part. Oh my god the pushing part. No words can describe how energy- drained it was. Although I was on epidural I could still feel the huge pressure and the urge to push. Today's epidural wasn't like the old days where everything was numb you can't feel a thing. This one was in lower dose hence I can feel the contractions but without pain. And because of that in 20 minutes I felt the baby's head coming out. It wasn't long, a good 25 mins the baby is out! - Second achievement.
Since it was a 36 hours labour, my uterus decided she's too lazy to contract back so I had postpartum bleeding and I lost about 1.5 litre of blood. It became an emergency case and another drip was injected on my right arm. By this time my movement was so limited I feel I could become robocop anytime now.
And every needle poked, there's blood coming out. Forget how scary I was with needle, I was very generous with my blood somehow.
In the UK, just straight after labour they'll give you the baby. There's no nursery so the baby is with the mother all the time in recovery and ward. So here I am so clueless and tired with limited movement, I breastfed - Third achievement. So to cut everything short here are the lists of my achievements
Epidural tube took off - 4th achievement
Took off catheter - 5th achievement
Able to walk to the toilet - 6th achievement
Being able to wee without the catheter and horrible thought of the stitches - 7th achievement
Took off 1st and 2nd drip - 8th achievement
Become an expert in hand pump milk - 9th achievement
All that and after a week, my most dramatic achievement (I thought) was being able to open up my bowel. Yes.... with the stitches and countless iron tablets taken, it was the scariest thing I had to go through. No kidding, though it doesn't hurt as much, I was being a drama queen. But I just can't help myself.
Here I am after a month and with delight, I introduce you my most biggest achievement (is it the 10th??, ahh...why bother) by far in my life - Say hello to baby Wildan Aali Fairuz.