My Labor Pains example essay topic

Pregnancy and childbirth are a part of nature. Delivering a child can be a beautiful experience. However, delivery can also be very painful and can last for days. My mom drove me to what would become my last visit to the doctor's office before giving birth to my daughter. Dr. Dermer observed me and then told me to be at the hospital around six thirty that evening.

He advised me to eat a good dinner before departing for the hospital. Dr. Dermer had decided to induce my labor, due to the fact that I was two weeks past my due date. I ate a good dinner and left to go to the hospital. I distinctly remember the feeling that I had in the pit of my stomach. I could not determine if the feeling was fear, anxiety, relief, or a combination of all of them. When I arrived at the hospital the first thing that I had to do was register.

Registration only took a few minutes because Dr. Dermer had already phoned the registration department and pre-registered me. I was now on my way to Labor and Delivery. As soon as I arrived in the labor and delivery department, I saw Brian, the father of my unborn child, and his best friend Chris. I was relieved to know that he had already arrived at the hospital. One of the nurses came over and escorted us to my room. She told me to undress and put my hospital gown on.

After I put my gown on, I climbed into the bed. The nurse then proceeded to stick me with needles. She had to withdraw some blood and start my IVs. She explained that the medicine in my IV bag was going to very slowly induce my labor overnight. The nurse also explained to me that this process was to prepare my body for the following morning when my medication would be increased.

A short while later, I fell asleep. I was awakened the next morning by beeps from the IV machine. The beeps were caused from the nurse increasing the dosage of my medication. At this time, I had no idea of the day that I had ahead of me. Around eleven that morning, I began to feel light flutters deep inside my stomach. The flutters felt as if they were rising to the surface of my stomach.

Once the flutters arrived at the surface, they then seemed to pull on the surface of my stomach. The pull was a very light pull and it actually tickled. I smiled each and every time that I felt this sensation. A couple of hours later, the pulling feeling that once tickled my stomach was now beginning to feel more like discomfort. My contractions were beginning to get harder. Just when I thought that my contractions could not get any harder, they got harder.

I continued to be in horrendous pain the remainder of the day. Dr. Dermer came in to see me around nine that evening. My contractions were getting harder and were getting closer together. Dr. Dermer felt that if I continued in this manner that I would be able to deliver that night.

At the same time, Dr. Dermer stated that after being in labor all day he did not think that I would have the energy to push. His final decision was to stop my labor. He advised me to get a good night sleep so that I would be prepared for the next morning when the nurses would induce my labor again. When I awakened the following morning, I knew that my day was just getting started.

In what seemed like no time at all, my contractions were once again very keen. Around nine that morning the nurse checked me and I had only dilated four centimeters. I was enduring excruciating pain. Never in my life could I have imagined that labor pains could hurt this much. My contractions were now in the hardest stage of labor and they continued to remain this way over the next several hours.

The pain was glut. I could barely stand myself. No one in the room could tolerate my clamor anymore. I wanted to sit up and grab my stomach, but the nurses insisted that I remain recumbent. At this point I was demanding an epidural. I kept snapping at Brian.

He eventually went and stood in a corner of the room. My voice had gotten deep. My mom made the comment that I sounded like a demon. I had even snapped at her one time. I will never forget the look in her eye when I did.

I do not know what hurt worse, my contractions or the fact that I had hurt my mom's feelings. I sat up on the side of the bed the instant that the nurse told me to. I had been waiting hours to sit up. The nurse told me that the anesthesiologist was there to give me my epidural. I could not help but to be relieved.

I heard the door open and to this day I wish that I had not turned to look at the anesthesiologist. The very first thing that caught my eye was the enormous needle that he had in his hand. That needle had to have been at least twelve inches long. He told me to sit up straight and not to move. Since all of my labor pains were in my stomach, I felt every inch of that needle enter my back. After he completed the injection, I laid back down.

Less than five minutes later, I was completely numb from the waist down. I had to look at the monitor to tell when I was having a contraction. What a relief that was! Around two that afternoon the nurse checked me again. I had still only dilated four centimeters. My water had not even broken yet.

The doctor came in and broke my water. Dr. Dermer stated at that time that if I had not dilated anymore by three that he would have to go ahead and perform a cesarean. At five minutes until three the nurse checked me once again. She paged Dr. Dermer and he told her to go ahead and prepare for the cesarean.

Dr. Dermer came in at five minutes after three and checked me one last time. I had dilated nine centimeters. Dr. Dermer said "We won't be doing a cesarean today, she is going to have this baby". He told me to slide down to the bottom of the bed and put my feet in the stirrups.

A minute later he said he could feel the baby's head. Every one was telling me to push. I grasped the handles on the side of my bed tightly and I pushed with all of my might. My daughter was born at 3: 36 p.m. Brian and I had already picked out her name. We named her Courtney Brooke.

Nine years have passed since my unforgettable experience with childbirth. I love my daughter dearly and I will always cherish the memories of my three-day delivery process but believe me when I say that I will not experience the excruciating pain of childbirth again.