So for my first kid my wife had a planned c-section. My kid had a HEAD and geometry was working against us.
At any rate there wasn’t much prep and I was sitting next to bucket that was hooked up to suction. As they started little bits of blood and some fluid started to collect but the they hit the mother-load and 7 inches of blood shot into the collection bucket in like a second. I almost shit myself and turned white as a ghost. I didn’t faint but the nurse had to steady me and take the picture of my kid.
Absolutely jarring.
Also seeing your wife’s innards just chilling next to her is horror movie shit. It was a lot.
The second was okay because I was prepared but the first one changed my world view.
EDIT: For clarification the HEAD was emphasized to denote the kids head was huge. Like 95th percentile huge. My wife referred to it as vagina wrecker huge. So yes it was good that the kid had a head just the size meant that it was gonna come out easily.
My daughter was born with a last-minute emergency c-section after the umbilical cord came pushing past her head.
We were in a birthing room when I saw this, and then I saw the very troubled look on the doctor's face.
"We've gotta get her to the ER," he said calmly. When the nurse didn't react immediately, the calm disappeared.
"Hurry. Fast. NOW!" Then the nurse slapped a button the wall, an alarm went off, and all hell broke loose. Three more nurses came rushing in, nearly breaking the doors, and started jerking hoses out of the wall. Then they started pushing the bed. The doctor shoved me away, then yelled "Follow me!" and went running toward the ER.
I did as I was told. At the ER entrance, he frantically started scrubbing up and directed me to do the same. "Stay behind the curtain, and you'll be fine."
In the ER, they had a small curtain over my wife's neck so she couldn't see what was going on. Boy, did I stay behind it.
After a minute or two that seemed to last forever, he said, "I've got a shoulder" and then pulled back, and my daughter was sitting up, still partially inside my wife, and started crying.
All I could think of was "Jesus Christ. Alien."
Everybody was okay. After it was over, the doctor said, "When that happens, we've got ten minutes."
mrclean2323 on May 17th, 2019 at 20:19 UTC »
The nurse is laughing, too.
agentaltf4 on May 17th, 2019 at 21:10 UTC »
So for my first kid my wife had a planned c-section. My kid had a HEAD and geometry was working against us.
At any rate there wasn’t much prep and I was sitting next to bucket that was hooked up to suction. As they started little bits of blood and some fluid started to collect but the they hit the mother-load and 7 inches of blood shot into the collection bucket in like a second. I almost shit myself and turned white as a ghost. I didn’t faint but the nurse had to steady me and take the picture of my kid.
Absolutely jarring.
Also seeing your wife’s innards just chilling next to her is horror movie shit. It was a lot.
The second was okay because I was prepared but the first one changed my world view.
EDIT: For clarification the HEAD was emphasized to denote the kids head was huge. Like 95th percentile huge. My wife referred to it as vagina wrecker huge. So yes it was good that the kid had a head just the size meant that it was gonna come out easily.
whateverfits on May 17th, 2019 at 22:31 UTC »
My daughter was born with a last-minute emergency c-section after the umbilical cord came pushing past her head.
We were in a birthing room when I saw this, and then I saw the very troubled look on the doctor's face.
"We've gotta get her to the ER," he said calmly. When the nurse didn't react immediately, the calm disappeared.
"Hurry. Fast. NOW!" Then the nurse slapped a button the wall, an alarm went off, and all hell broke loose. Three more nurses came rushing in, nearly breaking the doors, and started jerking hoses out of the wall. Then they started pushing the bed. The doctor shoved me away, then yelled "Follow me!" and went running toward the ER.
I did as I was told. At the ER entrance, he frantically started scrubbing up and directed me to do the same. "Stay behind the curtain, and you'll be fine."
In the ER, they had a small curtain over my wife's neck so she couldn't see what was going on. Boy, did I stay behind it.
After a minute or two that seemed to last forever, he said, "I've got a shoulder" and then pulled back, and my daughter was sitting up, still partially inside my wife, and started crying.
All I could think of was "Jesus Christ. Alien."
Everybody was okay. After it was over, the doctor said, "When that happens, we've got ten minutes."