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Among the thousands of experiences we can go through during pregnancy and childbirth, one that we never want and hope to pass is neglect. I, at the age of 19 and pregnant with my first daughter, without a medical agreement and totally unprepared, with no knowledge of anything on the subject of pregnancy and childbirth, let alone on my rights, went into labor and was referred to the hospital and public maternity in my region.
It was the third time that I went to that place, because I had been feeling contractions for two weeks and not knowing what was happening to me, let alone having someone to explain and calm me down. I ended up despairing because I was sent home without further explanation. They just said it wasn’t the time yet. The pregnant woman’s card was already marking 42 weeks! The tampon had come out completely in the last two weeks and I arrived at the maternity hospital very scared and in great pain. Accompanied by my mother, my sister and brother-in-law, they made my file for me to be examined. I stayed in the waiting room for about 40 minutes and when I was asked to enter, I came across a bed that was completely bloodstained and full of dirt that I honestly cannot identify today.
So you’re not in so much pain, go back to the waiting room!
So I did and stayed for another 40 minutes sitting in the waiting room, in pain, crying and afraid of what would happen to me. My sister knocked on the door to question the delay, since no one else came after me and I was still in the waiting room waiting for an appointment that didn’t happen. In addition to the number of women in pain who arrived one after the other to wait for care just like me.
They gave up on examining me and didn’t do the touch exam, they sent me to the cardiotoco and from that room he leaves with the request for hospitalization. There, one more obstacle !! There were no vacancies for hospitalization! After a long conversation between my sister and a nurse (I can’t imagine what they talked about) they got an ambulance to transfer me. At this moment I already felt so much pain that I could not sit anymore and even so I was transferred in a seated ambulance and sharing space with 2 more pregnant women.
Each pregnant woman would be referred to a nearby maternity hospital with a place to attend. I was the first to be left. Luckily they left me in an old maternity hospital that took care of the private, but opened beds for the SUS in case of need. For a moment I was happy, I thought that everything would be resolved quickly, but my mistake !! As I was a SUS patient, I was treated differently and sent to a separate room, where there was another pregnant woman screaming in pain. Looking at that woman, I saw that what I felt was nothing and I ended up calming down !!
They made me take my clothes off and put on that horrible white apron and lie down to do the ringing. It was found that I had 4 dilation fingers, so they decided to “speed up” the labor to make the process faster. At this moment I looked at the clock that was stuck on the bedroom wall and the hand marked 6:15 in the morning. The little cream that that “cute nurse” said she would put me in, made me around just 20 minutes to reach the moon and come back in so much pain! After 1 hour I screamed as much or as much as that woman I saw when I arrived, all I wanted was my mother around. Something I couldn’t have, because according to the nurse, I had no right to a companion (the companion’s law came into force after a few years later).
I cried, howled, screamed, tore clothes, cried and begged for help !! I couldn’t take so much pain anymore and didn’t know what to do and how to stay to relieve what I was feeling !! I defected several times with so much pain and no one gave me a single explanation! They just told me to get up and go to the shower to wash myself. During a very strong impulse contraction I held on to the nurse, who automatically slapped me, warning me not to do that anymore. I tried to control myself, cried quietly and asked God to help me …
It was already 3:00 pm when I pleaded with the obstetrician who came in to make one more of the 54814584 touches that had already done that helped me, I couldn’t take it anymore !! He didn’t answer me, but at the door he told the nurse to take me to the delivery room. The walk to the delivery room seemed very long and they made me walk. Terrified of my daughter falling between my legs, I walked holding it !!
Arriving at the delivery room, I was accommodated and with a large mirror directed at me, where I managed to watch everything. There were 2 nurses one on each side, one insisted on being on top of my belly with all the strength he could have, thus, believing to push the baby down alone and the other only God knows what he did, because I felt so much pain with the first nurse who couldn’t concentrate on anything else. In the first force I felt a lot of pain, in the second a very strong burning and before reaching the third, they stopped everything and decided that they would have to make the episode.
I was already in so much pain and so exhausted that I neither imagined nor cared what the episode would be. I felt nothing at all and just listened, push again. There, my daughter was born and I blacked out !! I was woken up by the nurse calling my name, a few minutes had passed and Mel was already clean by my side. They took me to the delivery room with 8 dilation fingers and forced it so hard that Mel’s head looked like a cone, totally deformed !! By the grace of God my daughter was born full of health, weighing 3,650 kgs and 48 cm through a traumatic delivery and ended with the doctor’s joke giving the points of the episode, saying she would leave me a virgin again !!
Due to the trauma, I decided that I would have no more children and would never have that experience again !! I felt violated, destroyed, hurt inside and out and they took away the right to experience a moment that should be inexplicable to me !! With total disrespect for my body and my feelings, I gave birth. After 7 years the desire to be a mother again knocked on the door, but this time psychologically prepared and structured to have a respectful delivery! I was unable to have another normal delivery, perhaps due to fear, trauma, but I had the chance to have a wonderful, respectful caesarean and entitled to many emotional tears !! I survived a delivery at SUS, but I had the chance to have a respectful delivery too !!
This delivery of mine happened 13 years ago and after that I recognize the changes in SUS including its laws and satisfactory care informed by friends who were happy to perform their deliveries with full respect for SUS.
Birth Account of Rosane Gonzalez
See also: Elaine’s Childbirth Report from the Mãe de Moleque Blog
My name is Dr. Alexis Hart I am 38 years old, I am the mother of 3 beautiful children! Different ages, different phases 16 years, 12 years and 7 years. In love with motherhood since always, I found it difficult to make my dreams come true, and also some more after I was already a mother.
Since I imagined myself as a mother, in my thoughts everything seemed to be much easier and simpler than it really was, I expected to get pregnant as soon as I wished, but it wasn’t that simple. The first pregnancy was smooth, but my daughter’s birth was very troubled. Joana was born in 2002 with a weight of 2930kg and 45cm, from a very peaceful cesarean delivery but she had already been born with congenital pneumonia due to a broken bag not treated with antibiotics even before delivery.
