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16 September 2005 @ 03:26 pm
My story  
I'll start off by saying there were a bunch of city workers outside the clinic doing construction. I took a deep breathe and walked through the workers with my boyfriend. None of them even looked at me. What a relief. There was metal glass and a locked door when I got inside the premises. A woman asked me to put my ID up to the glass window and let me in.

I walked in embarassed and as soon as I sat down I peeked around. A few young girls around my age and two older boyfriends obviously waiting for their wives or girlfriends. I waited in that room for over an hour. When I finaly got to see a counselor she apologized and made an excuse.

I didn't expect the dialation to hurt much. As soon as I got into the operating room I started crying. My nurse was pretty cold and she told me to stop crying and that it would only make things worse. I pleaded for them to stop and told them I didn't want to do it anymore but since I had signed the consent form they proceeded. I started freaking out when they told me they would put a needle into my cervix but I wasn't looking and when they did it I just felt a little pain. I must have sworn because the nurse got a little miffed. What hurt the most was being open by some metal thing. I was hyper ventilating and all the nurse said was, "You got yourself into this" and "stop making this harder for yourself".

As soon as they let me leave I hugged my boyfriend and cried. I cried on the way home because of the pain I just felt. I was angry at the nurse and dreaded the next day when the actualy surgery would begin. In a few minutes I cramped up terrible and took my tylenol 3. The medication did not make me feel much better and I cried and cried at the motel until I fell asleep.

Those cramps were nothing compared to the ones I had the next morning when I took the cyotec medicine at 6:30 a.m. I cried and rolled around. I was screaming and moaning for nearly an hour. Finaly, I called 911 and had the paramedics come. A woman explained to me I was in premature labour. All I could do was cry and moan, "It's hurting me, It hurts". It was definately the worst pain I have EVER felt in my life. The paramedics called a taxi and he drove my boyfriend and I to the clinic.

I got to the clinic and waited in that damn room for nearly twenty minutes. I was moaning, clutching onto the chair with my head tilted back and breathing heavily. The other girls who were probably no more than a month pregnant pretended not to notice. They called me in and gave me some ativan. In no time I was relaxed and when they inserted the IV in I didn't have a care in the world. The nurse who I had been so angry at the day before now seemed nicer than ever. I didn't feel much pain. it felt like they were reaching all the way inside me to my neck and I just said something along the lines of, "Oh my gosh" a few times. Even though I felt pain I was so relaxed it didn't both me.

I felt a wet thing down my leg and we were finished. I went to recovery and tripped out. It felt like 10 minutes but it must have been two hours. i felt fine the rest of the day and still do. Happy I did this. No regrets. Pain was nearly unbearable but worth it.
 
 
 
Beens: moscowmmm_donuts on September 16th, 2005 09:50 pm (UTC)
"You got yourself into this" and "stop making this harder for yourself".

How dare she speak to you like that. Did she think you were a machine that could stop the tears on order? You had never been through this before - she works in a theatre every day - she's obviously in the wrong job. If anyone like that spoke to a patient where I worked, they would be fired regardless if a woman complained or not.

Anyway, I'm glad you feel ok. Take it easy during the next couple of weeks and I'm sure your recovery will go smoothly. x
electric misfit love machine: earringeyelid on September 16th, 2005 10:16 pm (UTC)
That's horrible the way that nurse treated you. There's no excuse for her being such an asshole. >:( Some staff treat you the much the same way when you're in labor :P


Those cramps were nothing compared to the ones I had the next morning when I took the cyotec medicine at 6:30 a.m. I cried and rolled around.

yep - cytotec is a prostaglandin, it causes contractions and cervical dialation. Your body produces prostaglandins on its own when you go into labor. What you felt is just like what you feel in labor, except it goes on much longer in labor (I've done both medication abortion, which involved Cytotec (aka misoprostol), and labor, so I know :).

I had about the same reaction as you when I had Cytotec for my medication abortion, except I didn't call the paramedics. I knew it just had to pass on its own. It sounds like they really should have prepared you better so you knew what was coming. I know I really freaked my fiance (now husband) out what with all the crying and moaning and curling up. :)

Now you know why epidurals are so popular with laboring women :)


i felt fine the rest of the day and still do. Happy I did this. No regrets. Pain was nearly unbearable but worth it.

That's awesome :) The pain part is all over now; you just need to rest up and pamper yourself.

Thanks so much for sharing your story! If you'd like to hang out and help out the next woman who might be in your position, we'd love to have you stick around :)
carrie: without apologygood_karma on September 16th, 2005 11:09 pm (UTC)
I'm glad it's over and that you have no regrets
carifairy on September 17th, 2005 06:28 am (UTC)
I am sorry that Beyatch nurse treated you like that!!!!!! How awful. Some clinics will IV sedate you when they insert those Dilators, the seaweed ones... I am glad you are feeling okay.
Limp this love aroundburnout_ohio on September 17th, 2005 08:39 pm (UTC)
you really should file a complaint with the clinic about the nurse.

i am in the rooms a lot of times with patients. i would never ever dream of saying anything negative to a patient and if i ever do, you all can yank my teeth out.

yes, sometimes i get annoyed that patients wouldn't stop freaking out and cooperate, but everyone is different.