cenasangel
29-09-2006, 17:03
Please note names have been changed or left out to protect the plain guilty and those who should be thoroughly ashamed of themselfs.
My sad and sorry sequence of events leading up to Gaelan's birth starts on August 31st. It was a pretty ordinary kind of day (spending money i didn't have on ebay and house work) until about 1 in the afternoon. I felt the sudden urge to go to the toilet and when i went i started to bleed like a stuffed pig. I rang my midwife as i didn't know what to do and she told me to go ring and ambulance and get to a hospital right away. I did this and got a nice and expensive ride to the Lyell Mcewin hospital. Things were ok at first. I was examined and blood taken and all that. I was also given a peliminary ultrasound. It was assessed that i had low lying placenta and this was the begining of labour 3 weeks early. I was cool with this and waited in the labour ward until a bed became availible in the womens health ward. During that time i had yet another big bleed. They decided to leave me in the labour ward that night in anticipation of labour (i was not even given a bed and was left on a trolley) So i spend the whole night sleepless whilst being serenaded too by the girl in the room next to me screaming to go home ect. At 6 in the morning i was examined by dr hopeless who assertained i was not in labour, slapped me on the knee and told me i could go home. I was absolutely shocked at this as i was still bleeding but this did not seem to be adressed at all I would havce thought it would have been better off to find out where the bleeding was comming from and be induced (even though i was 36 weeks)but dr idiot who thought she knew best,somehow magicaly everything would come good to which i knew better that it would not. After disputing the facts with her for 20 minutes she went to get her boss dr dumb. Dr dumb was alot more diplomatic and but refused to give me a bed and told me to return if i had any other symptoms. I told him that i would only return if i was going to be helped. He told me he would assess me unbiasly and fairly, thats all. I was given an appointment card to see who i thought was the head of the department in a weeks time. I came away from the hospital totaly disgusted with their attitude and behaviour.
Not knowing what to do or where to turn i made an appointment to see the Gawler hospital with plains of switching hospital. I was told that by them tat they would not take me as i was bleeding and at high risk. I also learned that my midwife was no longer wanted to birth me at home. Seeing all my plans fly out the window i resigned myself to my fate that Gaelan was going to be a lyell mcewin baby after all. (assuming he lived long enough)
A week later i was again rushed to hospital after my blood pressure sored to unacceptable levels. Again i was shoved in a room and left to languish and offered no assistance except for basic monitoring. after being left there for 5 hours and it steadily getting dark, and not being seen to by a dr since i arrived i decided to discharge myself and caught the bus home. (they didn't even call a cab even though it was pitch dark outside) The next day i tottered off to my G.P who exclaimed in horror at my condition and sent me for an ultrasound straightaway. The next day i went to my appointment and was greeted by a muchy nicer and professional dr who seemed to actually read my notes and accept my opinion and decided to induce me. Dr dumb who only a week before could not have cared if i lived or died backed him up on this. I was booked in the next day for an induction.
I arrived at the hospital at 9 in the morning only to find that the staff were just about staging a riot over dr dumbs d the nice drs decsion to induce me. Apparently my condition was not bad enough they were claiming. and several even refused to break my waters for me or participate in the labour. (little did they know i had none left) soon aelan became distressed the drip was turned down but to no avail. It was decided by the dr that i was to be given an epidural and assessed in a few hours time.(i had no say in this at all as i was being told all this) if i had not progressed then i would have a c section. the ladies came to give me one but assessed i was to close to call and told the dr this but she wouold not listen, Finaly after 3 hours of labour Gaelan Joseph was born after much screaming and calling for the pediatrician
Gaelan's condition was nothing short of terrible when he was born as he was a dry labour. (i bearely filled a pad when they did find someone to break my waters) his cord was thick and resembled a garden hose and his placenta was rotted and only 1cm thick. The cord was also around his neck and strangling him the whole time. He was nowhere near his predicted 8 pounds and was only 7 poundes 2 ounces as he had stopped growing several weeks before. The staff were still carrying on their pettiness the next day and noone was even happy he came through his ordeal. I couldn't wait to get out of that place and left ASAP.
My sad and sorry sequence of events leading up to Gaelan's birth starts on August 31st. It was a pretty ordinary kind of day (spending money i didn't have on ebay and house work) until about 1 in the afternoon. I felt the sudden urge to go to the toilet and when i went i started to bleed like a stuffed pig. I rang my midwife as i didn't know what to do and she told me to go ring and ambulance and get to a hospital right away. I did this and got a nice and expensive ride to the Lyell Mcewin hospital. Things were ok at first. I was examined and blood taken and all that. I was also given a peliminary ultrasound. It was assessed that i had low lying placenta and this was the begining of labour 3 weeks early. I was cool with this and waited in the labour ward until a bed became availible in the womens health ward. During that time i had yet another big bleed. They decided to leave me in the labour ward that night in anticipation of labour (i was not even given a bed and was left on a trolley) So i spend the whole night sleepless whilst being serenaded too by the girl in the room next to me screaming to go home ect. At 6 in the morning i was examined by dr hopeless who assertained i was not in labour, slapped me on the knee and told me i could go home. I was absolutely shocked at this as i was still bleeding but this did not seem to be adressed at all I would havce thought it would have been better off to find out where the bleeding was comming from and be induced (even though i was 36 weeks)but dr idiot who thought she knew best,somehow magicaly everything would come good to which i knew better that it would not. After disputing the facts with her for 20 minutes she went to get her boss dr dumb. Dr dumb was alot more diplomatic and but refused to give me a bed and told me to return if i had any other symptoms. I told him that i would only return if i was going to be helped. He told me he would assess me unbiasly and fairly, thats all. I was given an appointment card to see who i thought was the head of the department in a weeks time. I came away from the hospital totaly disgusted with their attitude and behaviour.
Not knowing what to do or where to turn i made an appointment to see the Gawler hospital with plains of switching hospital. I was told that by them tat they would not take me as i was bleeding and at high risk. I also learned that my midwife was no longer wanted to birth me at home. Seeing all my plans fly out the window i resigned myself to my fate that Gaelan was going to be a lyell mcewin baby after all. (assuming he lived long enough)
A week later i was again rushed to hospital after my blood pressure sored to unacceptable levels. Again i was shoved in a room and left to languish and offered no assistance except for basic monitoring. after being left there for 5 hours and it steadily getting dark, and not being seen to by a dr since i arrived i decided to discharge myself and caught the bus home. (they didn't even call a cab even though it was pitch dark outside) The next day i tottered off to my G.P who exclaimed in horror at my condition and sent me for an ultrasound straightaway. The next day i went to my appointment and was greeted by a muchy nicer and professional dr who seemed to actually read my notes and accept my opinion and decided to induce me. Dr dumb who only a week before could not have cared if i lived or died backed him up on this. I was booked in the next day for an induction.
I arrived at the hospital at 9 in the morning only to find that the staff were just about staging a riot over dr dumbs d the nice drs decsion to induce me. Apparently my condition was not bad enough they were claiming. and several even refused to break my waters for me or participate in the labour. (little did they know i had none left) soon aelan became distressed the drip was turned down but to no avail. It was decided by the dr that i was to be given an epidural and assessed in a few hours time.(i had no say in this at all as i was being told all this) if i had not progressed then i would have a c section. the ladies came to give me one but assessed i was to close to call and told the dr this but she wouold not listen, Finaly after 3 hours of labour Gaelan Joseph was born after much screaming and calling for the pediatrician
Gaelan's condition was nothing short of terrible when he was born as he was a dry labour. (i bearely filled a pad when they did find someone to break my waters) his cord was thick and resembled a garden hose and his placenta was rotted and only 1cm thick. The cord was also around his neck and strangling him the whole time. He was nowhere near his predicted 8 pounds and was only 7 poundes 2 ounces as he had stopped growing several weeks before. The staff were still carrying on their pettiness the next day and noone was even happy he came through his ordeal. I couldn't wait to get out of that place and left ASAP.