We went in for the induction and they checked me so they could decide how to induce. I was at a 2/3 and they decided to start pitocin. At 10:15 they got it started. After about an hour the contractions were 3-4 minutes apart and I was feeling them a lot in my pelvis and hips.
By 2, the nurse came in to turn up the pitocin with the comment that "if I felt I couldn't handle it, she could come back in and turn it down". 20 minutes later, the contractions were bringing me to tears and we called her back in, but she made the comment that the monitors weren't registering them, so she couldn't justify turning it down. I wanted to inform her that just because the stupid machine wasn't registering them I was quite positive my body was more accurate than any machine and it needed to be turned down but was beside myself and couldn't get the words out. She went and messed around with the pitocin machine (dropping her clipboard on my IV tubes in the process and leaving it there), but I don't think she turned it down to be honest. The doctor came in and checked me around 2 and I was at a 3, then she broke my water.
20 minutes later I asked for an epidural. By the time the anesthesiologist got there, I was ugly crying but was able to get myself under control to be still for him. He ended up having to try for it twice because the first attempt at putting in the medicine failed. The second time he tried, though, caused the epidural to react as a spinal and I went numb from the breasts down. The nurse told me to swing my legs around onto the bed and I told her I couldn't. I think she thought I was being difficult because she repeated herself and I told her "I don't think you understand, I can't." She finally realized I couldn't move my legs and they helped me roll over. The doctor came in and checked me and in the time it took the anesthesiologist to come, he came, and I went numb, I went from a 3 to a 10 and the doctor couldn't even get her fingers in. His head was so close she couldn't even get her finger in to the first knuckle. I couldn't feel anything to push and we had to wait for the spinal effect to go away (they were poking me with needles and I didn't feel a single thing).
While we were waiting, my blood pressure plummeted into the 60's/30's, then Luke's heart rate plummeted to 59. I couldn't see the monitor so I had no clue why the room filled with people and they started giving me vial after vial of medicine. After about 5 minutes, the anesthesiologist finally noticed that I was crying and asked what was wrong. I told him I knew something was happening, but nobody was telling me and it was scary and he explained it to me. They got it under control and by 3:15 I began to feel the intense pressure/pain in my pelvis again, so we tried pushing. 3 pushes and I almost had him out. Now, DH says that he was watching the monitor for contractions at the same time as the nurse and he thinks the last time I pushed, I actually didn't push with a contraction. He thinks the nurse saw the contraction monitor go up because I moved a little bit because it immediately started going down instead of starting to go up but she had already turned her back by then. So, chances are when I finally did push him out, it was without a contraction. Luke David William was born at 3:38 pm. He weighed 6 pounds 8.6 ounces and 19" long.
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