February 09, 2012
Giving Birth on the Interstate
We had made friends with our new automobile neighbors. It was those new friends who reached out and held my hand through each contraction. People started to go car to car to pass along the word that we needed a nurse or doctor. There were large cement barriers lining the left side of the turnpike. It seemed like only minutes had passed when I noticed two women, in the back of a pick-up truck heading my way on the gravel road that sat on the other side of those barriers. I was informed by these kind women that they were qualified nurses who were ready to help me give birth in the back of the truck. Right there, in the middle of this crazy parking lot.
At the hospital things got crazy very quickly. I was hooked up to machine, had an ultra sound and was informed the baby was in serious trouble. I started to cry. The doctor briefly explained what was going to happen in the operating room. They wanted to put me under so I would just wake up and Voila!, I'd have a baby. I was having none of that. He asked us if we had any questions. My question was "do you promise to take care of the baby first, if something goes wrong?" He said he would do his best. My husband said he also had a question. His was, "How long before those stretch marks fade and she looks normal again".
I will never forget the look on the faces of everyone in that room. I was whisked away to have an emergency C-Section.