On the first day of February, the screen was flooded with Xie Na’s twin daughters. What others saw was Zhang Jie’s uncontrollable joy, but what I saw during my confinement was this young man. All the hardships of a nearly forty mother. The pain a woman experiences during pregnancy and childbirth will not be spared just because you are a celebrity; the hardships a woman experiences inside and outside the delivery room are the epitome of her life's destiny.
In the obstetric intensive care unit of this most authoritative tertiary hospital in the province, most of them are premature babies or come to ensure pregnancy. Compared with them, I am waiting here just because there is no movement on the due date. Healthy pregnant women look out of place. Every woman here is a story, and what I recorded is only a small fragment...
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She was on the bed opposite me, and I never saw her clearly. Face, the only thing I remember is her moans all morning after returning from the cesarean section that morning.
She was admitted to the hospital the night before, accompanied by her sister, mother-in-law and husband. After a night of tossing, I was pushed to the delivery room for a cesarean section the next morning. For some unknown reason, the pain pump was not inserted. After the anesthesia wore off, she began to moan in pain. She begged the doctor to put the pain pump in, but the doctor helplessly told her that it no longer worked and she could only hold on.
She moaned with tears in her voice for five or six hours. Her sister was sweating profusely and had been taking care of her. Her mother-in-law was nowhere to be found, and her husband was watching motionless not far away. Their newborn child didn't even want to stand up and take a look at her...
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In the bed next to her was a tall, big, fat and strong pregnant woman, 35 weeks pregnant. , my water broke on the way home after attending a class reunion, and now I can only lie motionless with my buttocks elevated and receive an IV drip to protect the fetus.
After lying down for two days, it was normal. We could chat when we had nothing to do. On the third night, she suddenly started having regular contractions and pains. She moaned one after another, but she didn't dare to move, not even turn over. The nurse came to do an internal examination and said that she had already dilated her finger and that if the contractions continued, she might not be able to hold on. After the nurse left, she cried, and her husband tried to comfort her helplessly.
Soon, the contractions became more and more frequent, and she was about to cry in pain. The doctor did an internal examination and said that she had dilated three fingers, and immediately went to the delivery room. About three hours later, she returned with her relatives. Mother and son were safe. The baby was in the NICU and I never got to see her baby.
She was lucky and successful. She was just born prematurely. After the normal delivery, she was able to walk steadily, and the whole family was happy.
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The bed a little further away from me was a pregnant woman with pregnancy-induced hypertension who came from a rural area. She was stronger and fatter than the previous one. I roughly judged that she was at least two More than 100 kilograms.
The group of family members were bargaining with the medical staff from the moment they entered the door. It probably meant that they wanted a natural delivery, but the pregnant woman was seriously ill and the medical staff recommended a cesarean section. Later, the attending doctor said, "The child will die if we continue to scold him" and turned around to leave.
After returning from the cesarean section, the mother lay down for two days before she managed to sit up with the help of her family members. We saw her face for the first time. Her face was so fat that it bulged out and squeezed her facial features. The land was small, and her pregnancy-induced hypertension and many other complications must have been directly related to her weight.
She is also lucky. Even if she does not have a normal delivery, at least the mother and child are safe. In the most authoritative tertiary hospital in the province, they will not neglect treatment because of their status as farmers or their ignorant ideas.
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This mother is not so lucky. She is already 30 years old and has habitual miscarriage. This is her third pregnancy. She has been here for a month to ensure her pregnancy. I entered the delivery room one morning unprepared.
Soon, a baby came out of the delivery room, weighing one pound and six taels. The whole family watched with fear as the baby entered the neonatal intensive care unit. The child's father was on the phone, and I could clearly hear him saying, "One shot is six thousand, and the guarantee counts every day."
In many cases, money, medical skills and advanced equipment cannot save the day. Two days later, through the tears of the child's father, onlookers learned the truth.
We never saw the mother again, but despair and heaviness weighed on the hearts of everyone who knew about it.
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"Just take a look at the child. Two people stay to take care of the child and the mother. Everyone else should go out!" The nurse scolded the person over there in an almost pleading tone. Pile of people.
The woman already had two daughters, and this time she finally gave birth to a son. The mother-in-law has been holding her newborn grandson in her arms, grinning from ear to ear. From time to time, she wanders around and shows off to other family members.
The child cried all night long. The family members obviously did not know how to take care of the child, and they were reprimanded by medical staff from time to time.
The whole family was not obedient, but they would still come in to see the children in droves. All of them had uncontrollable smiles on their faces, except for the mother's face, which showed unconcealable exhaustion.
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The last woman mentioned above was already past her due date. She came to the hospital impatiently after having regular contractions and seeing redness. The hospital has a shortage of beds, and even with internal arrangements, extra beds can only be used in the obstetric care unit to wait for delivery.
After being transferred to the ward, she took oxytocin the next night. The night of labor pains made her weak, even sweating, trembling and nauseated. She always held her husband's hands with both hands and gritted her teeth. persist in. Finally, in the early morning, my water broke and my fingers were red and open, and I went to the delivery room for a pain-free injection.
Originally, the conditions for a normal delivery were very good, but not long after, the fetal heart rate suddenly increased and the cervix became swollen. The doctor suggested an immediate cesarean section. She used her mobile phone to discuss with her family members outside the delivery room, and the family members quickly agreed. But cried. I didn’t even cry during the labor pain, but I collapsed at this moment. I persisted until the last step and was tricked by God.
The operation went smoothly. The daughter, who weighed six pounds and six ounces, left the delivery room and followed her grandma and grandma back to the ward. Her husband only glanced at the baby briefly and then returned to the door of the delivery room to wait for her to come out. It took a long time. Her husband sat on the altar next to her, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and looking eagerly at the words "delivery room".
When I woke up, I was already in the ward, with my fair-skinned daughter waiting for feeding in my arms, and all kinds of needle holes all over her body. At this moment, she just wanted to raise her head and look at her daughter, but she couldn't make the effort at all...
Her family members said that the cystic mass in the uterus was removed during the cesarean section, and she no longer had to worry about dysmenorrhea. Breathe a sigh of relief.
Yes, this mother is me. I am lying in bed recording this anecdote on my mobile phone at the moment, with my daughter sleeping beside her. As a woman, I am such a unique and lucky existence.
Only when pregnant and giving birth can a woman see clearly whether she is marrying a human or a ghost. No matter what it is, pregnancy and childbirth are a woman's battle alone. Fear and pain need to be borne by one person. What you can do is to turn knowledge into power as much as possible and tell your family "I can do it."
In the delivery room, the new life gained by throwing away half of your life will gradually become a woman’s entire life. You must love yourself as much as possible before and after.