This is Dr Bindu Shah, the aunty who helped me deliver TINTIN :)
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THIS WAS MY FIRST MAIL TO MY FRIENDS AFTER TINTIN WAS BORN..THE MAIL DATES TO 26.7.2009
Hie guys
Continuing with OUR updates, WE join u again :P
This time round, me and my son are writing to u...want to pen down,
rather key down everything the two of us went through since 8th
july..this will be a memoir for us.
Ok..so here it goes..
The doc had told me that I must report bleeding, leaking of amniotic
fluid or contarctions asap. So on 8th night, in fact, well past
mid-night when it began drizzing in ahmedabad for the first time (it
was damn hot all these days, temp touching well above 41 degrees), I
felt a trickle down below...only to realise that I had bled. Not
wanting to panic my papa, I went to the balcony to Enjoy the rain and
to go back to the bathroom to check that I was indeed leaking! I told
papa that I need to visit the doc, made a call to the clinic and was
asked to get admitted asap. Papa got one uncle to drive us to the
nursing home and we picke up ojas. It was almost 1 am by then. I
asked a friend of mine ishanee to come over. Papa left after being
told that the process would take time and no point in waiting
there..so after the first checkup (which the onduty nurse did), I
expected the doc to come down. But then, was told that the doc
wouldn’t come before 5 am (the doc of course KNEW that it would take
hours before contractions would begin while I was expecting the kiddo
to pop out any moment despite having read loads of literature on three
stages of labour). The nurse monitored my kid’s movements and
administered enima..yeeks that was actually disgusting but had no
option (in fact, I was prepared for it, having read about it in
books).
Thereafter, started our LONG wait....the whole night passed
peacefully..well almost. I wasn’t getting any pain until then and
could feel the baccchu moving. The doc arrvied at 5 am, checked
me....she inserted almost her entire hand into me!!!!! And monitored
the foetal movement. Anyways, she left, only to turn up around 10 am
and then she punctured my placenta!!! And came out the amniotic fluid
like hoooooshhhhh...anyways, that was that. Thereafter, they
administered some contraction-inducing drug. The whole day seemed to
pass at a snail’s pace and I kept waiting for the moment. Was
wondering “despite sooooo much contraction and pain, why isnt the
doctor going for it :P ) but then, I dnt know what was to follow would
be worse. By evening, the pain worsened, I vomitted the yummy AMUL
strawberry milk all over myself and had my hair smeared with it!!!! By
9.30 pm when the doc arrived, I told her point blank that I cant take
the pain any longer. In fact, at one point, even as the doc said that
I have progressed very very well and have managed the pain well, the
moment she said that it would take about an hour or two for the THING
to get over, I gave up...I simply told her I WONT TAKE IT ANY
MORE....PLS PUT ME OFF TO SLEEP!!! Anyways, the doc administered two
sleep-inducing injections (at least that is wht she told me...and I
had no reason to believe that she would lie...i was in her hands
totally)...btw, all along, ojas stood by me. And so was my elder
sis-in-law. They all asked me was to inhale deeply and blow it out so
that the PUSH happens...anyways, when the doc realised that I was
getting exhausted, she felt dejected..she knew that I wanted a normal
delivery (OBLIVIOUS TO THE PAINS OF IT ;) ) so...ojas had a word with
the doc. She said she has three options...either to wait and proceed
with the normal delivery, secondly, administer epidural (I forgot that
a doc has to be specifically asked to administer it) and thirdly, a
c-secton. Having decided that I wouldn’t be able to stand the
contractions, I was ready for an epidural. THANKFULLY (this is what I
realised eventually), no doctor was avialable to administer epidural
at that point of time...so by the time I was taken to the OT, the doc
realised that the mouth had already opened and she rushed back to tell
ojas that she would perform a normal delivery...that was 10 pm....once
in OT, I had almost given up...i felt I would simply pass off due to
sheer pain. Anyways, my legs were tied to two poles to ensure a smooth
passage for the baby and then began the one hour process of PUSH PUSH
& PUSH...ojas was by my side and encouraging me to do the same...he
and the doc were so gooood...asked me not to give up (at one point,
the doc said...hey girl, dnt scream else your baby would go
inside!!!!! And that triggered yet another PUSH from me ;) ) haha....i
dnt want the process to start all over again...now that I write it, I
smile but then I realise that it was kind of toooo much. Gosh, I
wonder how can women take sooo much pain! At 10.58 pm, I realised that
OUR SON arrived with a final push ...that was a relieving moment.
Putting him on my chest, she congratulated me. Overwhelmed, I touched
his head and then told ojas, beta hua hai that was again an
emotional moment......hmmmmmmmmm.......so that was that
folks.........this email would be cced to me as well so that I can
actually treasure it.
Back at papa’s place, we both are getting to know each other. He is
cute. Ojas says, when hungry, he pouts his lips like narsimha rao!!!!
I am posting some pics of his.....bless him.
Thanks for all the support you all gave me all these months. In fact,
updating u guys about us was something that I enjoyed. It was as if I
was sharing us with u. chalo am signing off for now. Will write back
soon.
Love you for loving us
Sumi and baby (I want to call him OAS for ojas & shramana)
Hie guys
Continuing with OUR updates, WE join u again :P
This time round, me and my son are writing to u...want to pen down,
rather key down everything the two of us went through since 8th
july..this will be a memoir for us.
Ok..so here it goes..
The doc had told me that I must report bleeding, leaking of amniotic
fluid or contarctions asap. So on 8th night, in fact, well past
mid-night when it began drizzing in ahmedabad for the first time (it
was damn hot all these days, temp touching well above 41 degrees), I
felt a trickle down below...only to realise that I had bled. Not
wanting to panic my papa, I went to the balcony to Enjoy the rain and
to go back to the bathroom to check that I was indeed leaking! I told
papa that I need to visit the doc, made a call to the clinic and was
asked to get admitted asap. Papa got one uncle to drive us to the
nursing home and we picke up ojas. It was almost 1 am by then. I
asked a friend of mine ishanee to come over. Papa left after being
told that the process would take time and no point in waiting
there..so after the first checkup (which the onduty nurse did), I
expected the doc to come down. But then, was told that the doc
wouldn’t come before 5 am (the doc of course KNEW that it would take
hours before contractions would begin while I was expecting the kiddo
to pop out any moment despite having read loads of literature on three
stages of labour). The nurse monitored my kid’s movements and
administered enima..yeeks that was actually disgusting but had no
option (in fact, I was prepared for it, having read about it in
books).
Thereafter, started our LONG wait....the whole night passed
peacefully..well almost. I wasn’t getting any pain until then and
could feel the baccchu moving. The doc arrvied at 5 am, checked
me....she inserted almost her entire hand into me!!!!! And monitored
the foetal movement. Anyways, she left, only to turn up around 10 am
and then she punctured my placenta!!! And came out the amniotic fluid
like hoooooshhhhh...anyways, that was that. Thereafter, they
administered some contraction-inducing drug. The whole day seemed to
pass at a snail’s pace and I kept waiting for the moment. Was
wondering “despite sooooo much contraction and pain, why isnt the
doctor going for it :P ) but then, I dnt know what was to follow would
be worse. By evening, the pain worsened, I vomitted the yummy AMUL
strawberry milk all over myself and had my hair smeared with it!!!! By
9.30 pm when the doc arrived, I told her point blank that I cant take
the pain any longer. In fact, at one point, even as the doc said that
I have progressed very very well and have managed the pain well, the
moment she said that it would take about an hour or two for the THING
to get over, I gave up...I simply told her I WONT TAKE IT ANY
MORE....PLS PUT ME OFF TO SLEEP!!! Anyways, the doc administered two
sleep-inducing injections (at least that is wht she told me...and I
had no reason to believe that she would lie...i was in her hands
totally)...btw, all along, ojas stood by me. And so was my elder
sis-in-law. They all asked me was to inhale deeply and blow it out so
that the PUSH happens...anyways, when the doc realised that I was
getting exhausted, she felt dejected..she knew that I wanted a normal
delivery (OBLIVIOUS TO THE PAINS OF IT ;) ) so...ojas had a word with
the doc. She said she has three options...either to wait and proceed
with the normal delivery, secondly, administer epidural (I forgot that
a doc has to be specifically asked to administer it) and thirdly, a
c-secton. Having decided that I wouldn’t be able to stand the
contractions, I was ready for an epidural. THANKFULLY (this is what I
realised eventually), no doctor was avialable to administer epidural
at that point of time...so by the time I was taken to the OT, the doc
realised that the mouth had already opened and she rushed back to tell
ojas that she would perform a normal delivery...that was 10 pm....once
in OT, I had almost given up...i felt I would simply pass off due to
sheer pain. Anyways, my legs were tied to two poles to ensure a smooth
passage for the baby and then began the one hour process of PUSH PUSH
& PUSH...ojas was by my side and encouraging me to do the same...he
and the doc were so gooood...asked me not to give up (at one point,
the doc said...hey girl, dnt scream else your baby would go
inside!!!!! And that triggered yet another PUSH from me ;) ) haha....i
dnt want the process to start all over again...now that I write it, I
smile but then I realise that it was kind of toooo much. Gosh, I
wonder how can women take sooo much pain! At 10.58 pm, I realised that
OUR SON arrived with a final push ...that was a relieving moment.
Putting him on my chest, she congratulated me. Overwhelmed, I touched
his head and then told ojas, beta hua hai that was again an
emotional moment......hmmmmmmmmm.......
folks.........this email would be cced to me as well so that I can
actually treasure it.
Back at papa’s place, we both are getting to know each other. He is
cute. Ojas says, when hungry, he pouts his lips like narsimha rao!!!!
I am posting some pics of his.....bless him.
Thanks for all the support you all gave me all these months. In fact,
updating u guys about us was something that I enjoyed. It was as if I
was sharing us with u. chalo am signing off for now. Will write back
soon.
Love you for loving us
Sumi and baby (I want to call him OAS for ojas & shramana)
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