First one, we were told that induction could last a long time so we should pack snacks. I went to the store a week prior and grabbed snack food for us such as granola bars and crackers. They were all packed up and ready to go but, for some reason, as Joe was packing his overnight bag, he found tuna in the cupboard and proceeded to pack every bag of tuna he could find in the house. I saw him grab the tuna before we left and didn't say anything but what I didn't realize is that he grabbed every thing of tuna we had in the house. It was just so funny when we got to the hospital and his bag was full of tuna. Both Grace and I told him DO NOT open up any nasty smelling tuna in our room. So, the tuna came home with us and Quincey and is back in the cupboards.
BAD HOSPITAL BED!
As soon as we arrived, checked in, and I laid on my hospital bed I asked the nurse if there was any way to make it more comfortable. It was as though I was laying on a piece of cardboard on top of a metal frame. I couldn't believe that beds designed to birth a child in would be so uncomfortable. I mean, I didn't expect posh comfort but, holy smokes! Good thing I didn't significant back problems or something otherwise that bed would have been completely unbearable. The nurse told me this was as good as it would get. I saw on the side of the bed that there were buttons labeled, "inflate" with a picture of the bed and when I went to push the button, nothing happened. I asked her why they didn't work and she just kinda breezed over the question and said something along the lines of how they wish they had better beds. So, for hours I labored in that God awful bed. I could not get comfortable more from the bed than the contractions and I wasn't able to leave the bed because I was hooked up to monitors. We tried everything to make me comfortable. We put extra clothing under me, extra flat hospital pillows under me but nothings really worked. After hours of labor I finally asked for an epidural. When the anesthesiologist came in, he tried to raise my bed by pushing one of those buttons on the side but it wouldn't work. He said hum, "wonder why the bed won't lift." Then he looked behind the bed and said, "oh, the bed is unplugged." No wonder the buttons wouldn't work!
So after hours of labor and after an epidural to numb my entire lower body anyways, I was finally able to inflate my bed.
Horrible hospital bed
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