It Is Delivery Day?

Baby Smarika was born approximately after 8 hours of labor. Smarika began to go into distress, which made doctor to perform a C-section of my wife. My eyes rolled into tears when I hold her after 10 minutes. I was amazed when I held her in the delivery room. My partner and I felt the biggest surge

In the summer of 1969 Dr. Moore, a board-certified obstetrics and gynecology doctor, administered a spinal anesthetic to a patient (Showalter, 2017). However, Dr. Moore did not follow the typical

I remember when my water bag broke; it was August 12, 1992, and the time was 12:15am.I was very excited that I would see my new baby on her due date. I did what the child birthing book recommended. I woke my husband up and told him to call the hospital. In the meantime I decided to take a shower. I was pretty calm because I didn't have any contractions. I wore my best maternity outfit and was spruced up compared to my husband. I even put on some perfume. You see, we had just gone to bed at 11:30 that night. My husband looked a little worse for wear. We got to the hospital and then were led into the maternity room. The room looked a little dingy with its yellow light and peeling paint. The hospital bed was small and narrow. I got scared,

I returned to the recovery ward, my patient was still hypertensive and tachycardic and I felt by assessing her non-verbal signals of communication that she was still in great discomfort. After 15 minutes of no improvement I returned to theatre to see the anaesthetist, I explained that I was not happy with the patient’s level of pain and requested that he come to the recovery ward to assess the patient. He reluctantly came to the recovery ward and after spending a few minutes assessing the patient agreed that she was in an unacceptable level of pain and prescribed a further 5mg of morphine which I duly gave to the patient in 2.5mg increments. After this the patients heart rate and blood pressure decreased to pre operative levels, she seemed to be more relaxed and eventually fell asleep. After a further period of time spent continually reassessing the patient and when I was satisfied she was comfortable and haemodynamically stable I discharged the patient back to the ward.

On March 30, as of three thirty in the morning, my life has officially changed. The labor pains had set in and it was time to have a baby. I had never felt a pain so excruciating in my life, and I thought that cramps were terrible, labor pains do not even compare. I climbed the stairs to my aunts room to let her know that it was time to go to the hospital. After watching her run around the room frantically she finally was able to rush me to the hospital. She zoomed through street lights rushing for fear that I may have the baby in the car and she would pass out. Had

fetus position hiding under the desk. That day started a long road of healing for our family. Our

This is a very interesting story and a victorious one too. Maternal-child nurses are faced with complex dilemma that requires careful consideration. This couple would have been disappointed if they wife had finally ended up getting epidural injection after laboring for hours. I am glad you used your critical thinking to advocate for this family. Our job is to do what is best for our patient.

Learning about the potential complications of epidural reinforced my knowledge in being able to choose the right anaesthetic monitoring equipment. Knowing that Spinal and epidural anaesthesia can cause unpredictable and profound arterial hypotension necessitate the use of adequate monitoring like the; Pulse oximetry, ECG and Blood pressure cuff. This knowledge will help me to be able to select appropriate monitoring devices during epidural catheter insertion. Also it goes without saying that an epidural must be performed in a work area that is equipped for airway management and resuscitation.

I will never forget the day my parents told me and my sister that we were having

That night was excruciating! Hell that whole Saturday going into the night was terrible. Hubby was keeping count of each contraction and they were a lot closer now. Again, I kept waking up through every contraction. I was in agonizing pain, crying and babe was right next to me trying to be supportive. I knew he was stressed and exhausted. I kept getting up to squat and walk around, being on my feet made it a little bearable. I craved sleep, I was so tired and wanted nothing more than to lie down. At 2am l called my doctor and told her what was going on but again they told me to stay hydrated and keep count. I hung up frustrated and helpless. It was now 4am and I couldn't take it anymore. I could not stop crying and my fiance felt so helpless, we both did. We headed to the hospital.

Mrs. L. is 29 years old female and has been pregnant for 30 weeks. After a car accident, she has abdominal pain and vaginal bleeding. Her vital signs are RR:20, P:104, BP:80/50, T:37.5, pain level: 6 out of 10, and she needs an emergency C-section. To prepare the patient for surgery, the staff nurse and I give her a 16 gauge intravenous catheter insertion. During the procedure, Mrs. Lee is screaming, shaking and tearful. Both the staff nurse and I are stressed during the

I woke my boyfriend up and called my mother and we rushed to the hospital. I was nervous and excited at the same time. After eight hours of labor, the baby wasn’t cooperating at all. I wouldn’t dilate past eight and I already had three epidurals. I was in so much pain. After being in labor for twenty three hours, the doctors said it was time for a cesarean. I was so scared. All of a sudden, I heard my son screaming. My heart melted and I couldn’t keep the tears from coming. That was the best moment of my life. Justin and I named our son, Bentley Michael McCartney. He weighed eight pounds and thirteen ounces and he was twenty one inches tall. He was beautiful and healthy. Seeing my son made me realize that I was now an adult and I would be the best mother I possibly could be.

“I’m pregnant” the words swirled through my mind, my emotions started to build up, tears ran down my young face in excitement and confusion. I was silent and speechless. “How?”, “when?”, “with who?”, these questions built up in the back of my head before proceeding to respond with a blunt answer of “no way!”. Smirking faces showed up in the room to view my reaction from the news and we all started hugging the mommy- to-be. This news was exciting, but we all had many detailed questions.

It was a brisk August afternoon and things were going pretty normal. And then my mom said, “Can all of you come into the living room? I have something important to tell you.” As a result of this announcement we all went into the living room and sat down on the couch. I was sitting with my sister Maddi and my brother Nathan. As we came into the living room and sat down, my mom told us the news, “Niki is pregnant!” I was astonished by the news but I was also very excited. It was hard to imagine my sister having a baby in five months. It definitely was the best news I have gotten before.

So, there’s a bit more to that day, that day is not only the due date for my brothers first child, but it is also my brothers 2nd wedding anniversary. Pretty cool huh? Two exciting, and happy things happening on the same day, now that is what I call amazing. I mean, what could be better than celebrating two years with your spouse, and having a baby on the same day? My answer is, absolutely nothing.