Tuesday, February 7, 2017

有幫助的疼痛

(Click here for English version)沒人喜歡被疼痛折磨!(好吧!有些人也許很「享受」有限程度的疼痛!?)也就因為這樣在疼痛發生時,許多人的第一反應是服用止痛藥。我觀察後發現在美國更是如此,止痛藥種類五花八門,使用止痛藥的時間點也比我所認識的台灣人們早許多。(文化差異)就我成長背景建立的觀念,「疼痛」很討人厭卻也很重要。疼痛像警報器一樣,提醒我們身體某個(些)部分可能出了狀況。在還能忍受的疼痛程度之下,可以作為找尋真正原因的指標,而不是急著消除疼痛。而幾週前,我發現自己對疼痛的忍受程度更上層樓。體驗自然分娩後(未使用任何止痛藥),我以為其中之痛扮演了幫助生產過成加速與順利的重要角色。

如同許多待產的孕婦,我一直在到底要不要使用止痛藥之間猶疑。我問了臉書上的朋友,大家很熱心的分享個人經驗。其中,有人推薦我讀Ina May(編)寫的 Guide to Childbirth。同時,我也與Lourdes醫院生產課程的老師討論參詳過。在吸收所及所有資訊之後,我跟我先生說自己想避免在生產過程中使用任何止痛藥。由於我對自己的了解(很會無病呻吟),我跟先生討論好「密語」,若使用該密語,表示我真的要止痛藥(epidural)。

生產兩個月前,子宮就開始會不定時練習陣痛(Braxton Hicks)。我最大的疑慮是,擔心分不出真正的陣痛和假性陣痛。 幸好,真的陣痛如大部分人形容一般非常明顯地不同。產前一天去醫院讓醫生檢查產道,由於檢查產道後可能會出現紅點,在隔天半夜三點因為如月經般肚子痛起床,上廁所時發現紅點,一時之間還無法百分之百確定是真的陣痛。由於不是很確定,我也沒叫醒老公,自己去一樓坐著慢慢計算陣痛時間與頻率。兩小時後,陣痛算是規律,外加上廁所時發現更多血,我打電話去醫院。值班醫師一副剛睡醒的聲音,冷靜地叫我在陣痛變成每五分鐘一次時去醫院。當我的陣痛頻率變成每十五分鐘一次時,我上樓跟睡眼惺忪的先生說好戲要開鑼了!他興奮地眼睛瞬間一亮, 我們兩個很有效率地拿出幾週前就打包好的行李往醫院出發。到醫院時,約是早上八點半。

一如往常,我們在醫院裡迷路。陣痛越來越頻繁,讓我一度想坐輪椅。還好,我們很快地找到生產中心。報到之後,Sarah跟Sally兩位護士帶我們去等待區。為了完成報到表格,她們問了我一大堆問題,也明白我希望避免使用止痛藥的想法。然後,她們幫我檢查產道,沒想到比起前一天的張開程度,似乎一點也沒有增加。 我實在是很失望,因為她們可以因無進展而叫我回家等一等再回來醫院。看得出我不想回家的臉色,護士們叫我四處走動。由於陣痛程度與頻率愈益,走動當然是很不方便也很不舒服。但,先生跟我都知道生產本來就不是該舒服的時機啊!他攙扶我走繞生產中心,一旦陣痛發生,我們如跳慢舞般擁抱。這樣過了一小時,產道多開了一公分。由於有進展,沒人有種叫我回家。護士們叫我繼續走動,我的醫生一小時後會來看我。一直到這時刻,陣痛的疼痛程度都是在能忍受的範圍。也許是因為聲樂的訓練,我所習慣的深沉與緩慢的長呼吸幫助我度過疼痛。我的護士們對於我在陣痛時能保持冷靜的能力相當佩服,我會先說「陣痛開始了」,然後閉上眼睛深呼吸非常平靜地度過陣痛。

在正午十二點左右,醫生來幫我檢查,告訴我一切進展良好。他說為了幫助進展,我要準備人工破羊水。破羊水本身沒有太大的疼痛,但破水之後我好像就不太能到處走動(不記得)了。我倒記得另一個護士要幫我抽血做準備,她慢條斯理地一直等到我下一次陣痛開始之後才準備要戳我。我請她等到陣痛過了再戳,結果陣痛過後,她又開始東摸西摸,搞得我很緊張。幸好我先生即時開口,請她把握沒有陣痛的時機,別浪費時間在沒有意義的瑣事上。還好,她聽得懂人話,大家都鬆一口氣。下午一點左右,Sarah跟Sally回來,準備幫我再次檢查產道。血淋淋的免洗褲讓大家都很滿意,產道開到九公分。不過,檢查到一半時,不知道是不是被刺激到,陣痛程度突然劇增,我開始掙扎,(大概是破水後的正常現象)緊抓床邊的扶手。劇痛程度之大,讓我覺得想開始推。聯想到Ina May書中其中一個故事,說「想推就推」。於是,我跟護士們說我已經想推了。就這樣,我讓房間裡的每個人瞬間緊張起來,因為這時並沒有任何醫生有空,而我還在等待區。我聽到醫院廣播系統宣布:「病人已開始不自主推了!」Sarah跟Sally告訴我千萬要忍住,繼續集中注意力在呼吸上。實在是很痛,但讓我驚訝地是我還能調適度過。

要是讀者完全沒經驗,對於新手孕婦而言,進醫院之後待產超過十二小時大有人在。房內所有人(包括我在內)很難想像這個新手在入院四小時之後就大喊關鍵字「推」。由於疼痛劇增,我開玩笑說「也許我還是需要Epidural」。有趣的是,大家都很有默契地假裝沒聽見我說的話。我猜每個人的腦中都浮現「好好地撐這麼久不用止痛藥了,怎麼可以這麼簡單就功虧一簣啊!?」

驚嚇後的護士們火速為我準備產房, Sarah原本跟我說會幫我準備輪椅,以免我無法自己走到產房。但當產房準備好時,Sarah如往常因為多動助產而再次問(要求)我能不能走過去。雖然我有點擔心,但基於護士的專業與對我先生隨時能接住我的信任,我硬著頭皮說好而舉步。成功走到產房後,我跟Sarah表示想要進浴缸泡水放鬆(非水產,這附近醫院不提供水中生產的選擇)。於是Sarah進浴室準備,而我移坐到瑜珈球上做著生產課程中學到的助產下盤運動,不過移動程度不如課堂中般。當陣痛發生時,我坐在球上向前趴在床緣。同時,我先生幫我下背部按摩。配合呼吸,疼痛似乎還可以忍受。

浴缸準備好了!下水前得再次檢查產道,而檢查後Sally開口:「妳不用泡了,要生了!」就這樣,我興奮又緊張。一瞬間整個房間滿是人,最巔峰時期大概有超過十個人吧!我爬上床,把兩腳放在架子上,我突然發現自己的左腳張不太開,但為了生產,把左腿張夠開看來是必要的。知道說話也無法改變事實,我一直到生完過後好幾天才告訴我先生說當時我左腿接到骨盤處痛得不行。兩腿懸空的姿勢讓我很不習慣,總覺得這樣地心引力幫不上忙助產。第一位進產房的醫生人很好,但她讓我有點緊張,因為護士們似乎懂得比她還多(生完之後我才知道原來這位醫生剛從學校畢業,我是她接生生涯中第三位),事實上,若說是只有一位醫生在場的情形,我是她的第一位(犧牲品...)。幸好,我原本的婦科大夫在百忙之中(當天非他在產房值班)出現了,他說在換好衣服後會馬上過來幫忙我!

接著,「推」!我學到要利用每次陣痛來推,每次陣痛波中該推三次,每開始推之後該默心算到十,而推的時候不應該發出聲音才能讓力量集中在該集中的地方(保持安靜,也許能讓其他房間待產的孕婦與其家人心平氣和些)。好醫生東戳西戳,我前十次陣痛推不出任何所以然。終於,有個護士建議我「像大便用力」。這時,我原本的婦科大夫英雄般出現(謝天謝地)。由於他的出現,我瞬間信心百倍,外加「上二號」技巧、我私自決定要放聲推(不是尖叫那種,是低聲長音!我想,護士告訴一般產婦別出聲,是因為護士們不知道唱聲樂的人通常明白如何使用下腹力量),以及我先生變成我的生產教練提醒我呼吸同時扶著我的頭,...就這樣,我感覺到孩子往下半身移動,醫生與護士也興奮地為我報進度。乘著下一波陣痛,在推的過程中感到下身兩次瞬間燃燒的疼痛。下午兩點,我女兒問世。

這顆灰灰紫紫的肉球馬上被移到我身邊,沒有文字能形容我當時的感覺。我女兒與我肌膚相親,很迅速地她開始變色。臍帶夾好等著血液輸送停止之後,我先生榮幸地剪斷臍帶!護士很快補了我兩針(名字我忘了,一針是幫助我推胎盤,忘記是同一針還是另一針幫助子宮收縮)。對我而言,推胎盤比推小孩還痛苦。沒辦法,因為小孩推完之後就不想再推了。在我先生與我抱小孩的同時,胎盤順利推出來了,醫生也開始幫我縫補撕裂傷。(後來,我才知道那灼熱感是生產過程中撕裂傷造成的。幸運的是,生產過程中,醫生不需要幫我「人工拓寬」)由於我的肌肉還在承受劇變之後的麻木與驚嚇,醫生縫線時沒打麻醉也沒有想像中的痛。

縫完,醫生讓我們好好端詳胎盤跟羊膜一番(大、鬆垮垮的,外加看起來挺噁心的)。接著,另一個護士進房間查看我的手臂,幾秒後她問「妳沒有靜脈注射啊?」(提早分娩的話,就不需要在中途補充養分)醫療團隊再次問我要不要任何止痛藥,但我又因為希望能保持腦袋盡可能清醒而拒絕使用任何止痛藥。幾個護士很好奇我是哪來的,因為比起一般的產婦,我似乎能承受更多疼痛!?台灣人應該不是不怕痛,我開玩笑地說大概是因為台灣史上那麼多的獨裁者與政府訓練了祖先們待待相傳的忍痛能力。

大約下午四點左右,我有點想跑廁所。(我其實最擔心的部分是產後的痛苦。產後的疼痛對我而言就只是疼痛,沒有任何其他可以期待的地方...)由於我自己下床、在她們的看護中走到廁所,以及真能尿出來...,護士們再度覺得欽佩!雖然廁所離床只有幾步距離,快回到床邊時我突然覺得眼前一片昏暗。我馬上告訴護士們我眼前昏暗可能要昏倒了,Sally馬上扶助我又叫我趕快看我女兒。讓人訝異的是,一瞬間血液回流到腦,視線又再度清晰。(恩多芬真神奇!)

幾小時過後,Sally與Sarah準備下班了。Paige是我的晚班護士,她跟我說要是我有意願,隔天就能出院。(我跟先生對看,兩人很明顯地不想這麼早離開。一般來說,產婦從醫院報至產後出院大約七十二小時,若採納Paige的意見,我們大概只在醫院待二十四小時而已)另外,Paige告訴我若想出院,我至少得要能在醫院裡走動四次。現在回想起來,這很有可能是另外一種逼迫我走動的說詞,而非任何出院前的硬性規定。身為乖巧(且貪生怕死)的病人,我當晚就跟先生還有新生兒一起在醫院內散步。

女兒出生後沒多久,我就開始餵母乳,這對我倆都很有挑戰性。首先,很痛!好在這種痛跟剛剛經歷過的產痛一比真的是小兒科,所以我也就忍一下過去了。哺乳諮詢師跟我說由於我乳頭太大,嬰兒嘴巴太小,所以餵母乳的時候女兒的咬合太集中於乳頭(應該要包含乳暈)。理論上知道咬合應該怎樣,但現實狀況就是辦不到。隔天早上,我發現乳頭上出現紫紅點(黑青)。諮詢師跟我說這很正常,就小孩吸太用力(或是咬合姿勢不當),一定要繼續餵母乳,於是我也聽話地繼續邊痛邊餵。就這樣,紫紅小點也不見了。(應該是被小孩吸破了,她應該有喝到紅豆湯...)

之前上生產課時,指導老師告訴我們若晚上撐不住很想睡覺,把小嬰兒送去夜間照護區是很正常的,千萬別覺得內疚。當我們體驗到孩子夜間容易醒很容易餓的情形之後,可以理解夜護區為何滿是新生兒。雖然心裡癢癢的,但我跟先生還是咬牙犧牲睡眠照顧女兒。畢竟,這是我們唯一能免費在操作時獲得專業支援(如何照顧新生兒)的好機會。(我雖然說「我們」,其實是我先生做了大部分的工作。一直到生完好幾天後,我才終於首度為女兒換尿布)

女兒和我在報到後四十八小時被允許釋放!我自覺,要是當初選擇使用Epidural,我無法在報到後六小時就生出女兒(尤其在完全不知道怎麼推的前提下,感覺不到下半身應該會強烈增加挑戰性)。要是當初選擇無痛生產,我應該無法在生完兩小時後就下床走動。若當初選擇無痛,我也不可能在四十八小時後就能回家。沒錯,過程真的很痛,但有時候,當我們越制止疼痛時,我們反而延長了不必要的過程。話雖如此,我能成功不使用任何止痛劑生產的結果,並不表示我下一胎也想如此。畢竟,體驗過後知道真的有夠痛,而且不使用止痛藥也不會換來任何獎牌。再者,我這麼順利的過程也很可能純粹是運氣好!寫這篇文章的主因是為自己留下記錄,也許順便能提供其他想體會自然生產的孕婦們一些鼓勵。(請原諒我在這篇文章中錯字或任何狗屁不通的部分,為了配合女兒作息,我已經寫寫改改超過一個月。不停地思緒中斷重啟,可能造成許多不通順之處)

Friday, February 3, 2017

The helping pain

(中文版請按此)Nobody likes feeling pain. (OK! Some may enjoy it to certain degrees!?) Because of this, pain meds may be the first thing people do whenever any pain occurs. As I've noticed especially in the US, Americans seem to use a lot more pain killers or get to pain killers a lot sooner than people from my country, Taiwan. (might be our cultural differences) Where I am from, we are taught that feeling pain is annoying but important. Pain works as an alarm signaling us potential problems. Instead of easing the pain right away, we choose to feel the pain(as long as it is manageable) and use it as a sign to trace what's really wrong with our bodies. And a few weeks ago, I took my pain tolerance to another level. After the experience of giving birth without any pain meds, I thought the pain during the process actually guided me to a quicker and smoother labor.

As many moms to be, I hesitated between going through delivery with pain meds or not. I asked the question on Facebook. Lots of friends kindly shared their personal experience with me. One of them suggested to read Ina May's Guide to Childbirth. I also had a conversation with our instructor of Childbirth Class at Lourdes Hospital. After digesting all the available information, I told my husband that I will try to deliver without any pain meds. Knowing myself as a very vocal person, we agreed on a "code" that means "give me the pain killer", just in case I say anything that I will regret later on.

I had Braxton Hicks (practice contractions) quite early. I kept wondering if I could tell when the real contractions happen. Luckily, the real contractions were very different as described by many. The day after the doctor checked my cervix, some cramping pain woke me up at 3AM in the morning. I saw some blood on my panties and wipes, but I still wasn't one hundred percent sure whether that was the real deal(sometimes cervix check-up could cause spotting). I went downstairs to track the time of contractions without waking my husband up. After experiencing more and more frequent contractions for two hours plus seeing a little more blood every time I went to the restroom, I contacted the hospital, and the doctor on call told me to head over when my contractions become 5 min apart. When my contractions became about 15 min apart, I woke my husband up and told him it's show time. His eyes suddenly were wide open with a boost of excitement. We grabbed what we'd packed weeks ago and got to the hospital by 8:30AM.

As usual, we got lost in Lourdes, and I almost gave in to a wheel chair because of the increasing pain. Thankfully, we made it to the birthing center soon enough. After checking in, our nurses Sarah and Sally helped me in the waiting room. They went through the standard procedure asking me a ton of questions about my personal information and my desire of pain killer which was "none if possible". And then, they checked my cervix. It wasn't any more open than the day before. I was disappointed, because they could send me home to wait. Knowing that I hated to go home at that point, the nurses told me to walk around. With the increasing pain, of course sitting around would have been much more comfortable. However, both my husband and I knew that this was no time to get comfortable. He held my hand to walk around the center. When the contraction hit me, we hugged and did a little waltz. About an hour later, my cervix opened 1 cm more. Since I made some progress, nobody dared to send me home from then on. The nurses told me to keep walking for another hour before my doctor comes. Before this point, the pain of contractions were manageable. As an opera singer, deep, slow, and long breaths that I'm used to definitely helped me through the pain. My nurses seemed very impressed by how cool and peaceful I looked during my contractions(until that point). First, I would calmly announce "Here comes one(contraction)". And then, I just closed my eyes and started to take deep breaths peacefully.

By 12PM, my doctor came and told me that everything is progressing well and he is going to break my water to speed things up even more. Breaking the water wasn't too painful. However, I don't think (I can't remember if) I walked around much after my water broke. I do remember another nurse coming in to do some blood work(just in case). She took quite a while to get the needle ready. By the time she's ready, I told her to hold on because of another contraction. After that contraction passed, I told her to use the window (bt contractions). For some reason, she found something else to be busy with, and my husband had to kindly suggest her to forget about that nonsense and use the precious time wisely. We fortunately got my blood work done before another contraction kicked in. By 1PM, Sarah and Sally came in again to check my cervix. They were happy to see the blood show, and I was about 9 cm open. However, this check up was during a contraction that suddenly became so much more painful. (Well, that's what's supposed to happen after the water breaks, duh!) I couldn't help but grabbing the bars on the bed. It felt so different and so extreme that I felt like pushing already. One of Ina May's stories flashed in my mind, "you push when you feel like to". So, I told Sarah and Sally that I wanted to push already. That definitely turned everyone in the room into panic mode, because there was no doctor available at scene, and I was still in the waiting room. I heard the nurses using the intercom, "the patient started involuntary push already". They turned to me and advised me not to push yet by concentrating on my breathing even more. It was rather painful, but still manageable.

Just in case if you're wondering, it's very common for first time moms to wait for even more than 12 hrs before the actual delivery happens. Nobody in the room ever expected a first time mom shouting out the key word, push, four hours after checking into the hospital. And at that very moment, I half jokingly said, "Maybe I want that epidural after all". Interestingly, my husband and the nurses all ignored me. I imagined in all our minds flashed the same question, "How can I give in after holding on well for this long?"

The nurses definitely rushed to get my delivery room ready. Sarah first told me that she would get me a wheel chair, because I told her I wasn't sure if I could walk that much distance. When it was time to go to the delivery room, Sarah of course asked me if I could try to walk since it's good for me. Despite of the pain and worries, I trusted the professional suggestion and my husband's strength to catch me if I suddenly collapse. We made it to the room, and I told Sarah that I would like to try the tub. (to relax, not to deliver! Too bad, none of the hospitals in this region offer that option) She went to get the tub ready when I moved to an exercise ball. I sat on the ball and tried to roll the ball with my bottom like what I've learned from the birthing class. I couldn't move as much as I did in class, but the exercise ball still helped a lot. When the contraction came, I leaned forward to the bed while sitting on it. At the same time, my husband gave my lower back good massages. The combination of breathing, sitting on the ball, and massages took my mind off the pain a bit.

The tub was ready! The nurses had to check my cervix before I went into the tub. After checking, Sally said, "You are not going into the tub. You are ready to give birth!" There I was, very excited and nervous. All of a sudden, the room was full of people. At some point, there must have been more than 10 strangers in the room. I was put on the birthing bed with my legs up. I suddenly found that my left leg couldn't open over certain angle but that angle seemed necessary. I just ate it up and never told anyone until a few days after my delivery. It was a really weird position for me because of the difficulty to engage gravity. The first doctor came into the room. She was very nice, but she definitely made me nervous a bit when the nurses seemed to know more than she did. (Later on, I learned that the doctor just got out of school not long ago, and I was her third delivery experiment. Actually, I was her first when there was no other doctor in the room.) Luckily, my regular doctor came in and told me that he will get dressed up in a min.

So now, pushes! I was told to use the waves of contractions to push. I should do three pushes during each contraction, and I should count to ten during each push. I was also told not to make any sound while pushing so that the energy would all go to the right place.(I also suspect that they are afraid of the screams that could make other moms and their support people feel very uneasy!) With the nice doctor poking around, I made absolutely no progress in the first ten pushes until one of the nurses said, "push as if you're doing number 2". After the first ten pushes, my regular doctor came back. (Thank goodness!) Feeling much more confident with his presence, I engaged the number 2 technique and decided to let my voice out. (Not screaming! It's more like a grunting and sustaining low pitch. I think the nurses tell moms to hold the voice in because not everyone knows how to engage the lower muscles as opera singers.) At that point, my husband took over the nurse's coaching job. He started to coach my breaths, counting, and holding my head in. Just like that, I felt the move of the baby, and the doctors and the nurses told me that she's half way there. Riding the next contraction, I felt some kind of warm sensation twice along the pushes, my daughter made her way out completely!

This purple and grayish baby was immediately brought to me. There was no word to express my feelings. My daughter and I began our skin-to-skin contact, and she immediately started to change color. After the cord clamping and waiting for the cord to stop the transfusion between me and my daughter, my husband did the honor and cut the cord! The nurse gave me two more injections. (I forgot the actual names. One was to help push the placenta out. Maybe the same one or the other one was to help my uterus to shrink.) For me, pushing placenta felt more painful than the baby. It felt more painful probably because I wanted to be done with pushes so bad. While my husband and I were holding the baby, the placenta got out, and my regular doctor started to stitch my tears. (I later on figured out the two warm sensations I felt during the last pushes were the tears, and fortunately my delivery didn't require episiotomy at all.) Since my muscles were still in shock (by the delivery), the stitches without any pain meds seemed not too bad.

After my doctor addressed my wounds, he showed us the placenta with the sac. It was huge, saggy, and bloody(pretty gross looking honestly). Later on, another nurse came in to check my arms. After a few seconds, she asked, "you didn't have IV?" (Apparently, the wait to the actual delivery didn't drag long enough.) Again, post delivery pain meds were offered. And again, because of the intention to stay more alerted, I declined the kind offer. Some nurses asked me where I am from because they thought perhaps the people from my country may have higher pain tolerance!? I don't think Taiwanese people can tolerate more pain. Well, Taiwanese people have survived many rulers(dictators) from all over the world, and that may have been some serious training through generations :p

By four o'clock, I felt that I should go to the restroom. (The part that worried me the most was postpartum. It to me meant a lot more pain with nothing to look forward to...) The nurse was once again impressed because I got out of the bed, walked to the restroom on my own (they were watching), and actually peed! There wasn't much distance at all, but on the way back, I felt lightheaded. I immediately told the nurses that my vision went dark and I felt that I might faint. Sally immediately held my hand and told me to look at my daughter. Just like that, the blood came back to my head right away, and my vision came back(power of endorphin, I suppose)!

A few hours went by, Sally and Sarah were ready to go home. Paige was my night nurse. She told us that if I liked to, I could get out of the hospital the next day. (I looked at my husband, and it was clear that neither of us wanted to leave the hospital so soon. Usually, hospitals would keep new moms for 72 hours. If we had followed Paige's suggestion, we would have only stayed for 24 hrs.) Paige also told me that in order to be discharged, I have to show them that I can walk around at least four times. (Now that I think of it, this may just be another thing they do to push me instead of something mandatory. As a good patient, I did go out for a walk later that night.)

I started to breastfeed my daughter a few min after she's born. It wasn't easy, because this was new to both of us. It also hurt, but at this point, nothing could top the birthing pain so that I just went with it. According to my lactation consultant, my nipples are too big for her tiny mouth. She can't latch on fully enough that she would just use so much concentrated force on my nipples. Although we all knew what a proper latch should look like, the reality was that she couldn't get anymore into her mouth. The morning after, I noticed that a few spots on my nipple turned into very dark red (those spots were bruised). The consultant told me that it was normal. It was caused by the way she took in the milk. (Again, her force was way too concentrated because of the sizes of my nipples and her mouth) The consultant told me that I should just keep breastfeeding. So I did although it really hurt. The dark red spots were gone after a few feedings. (I thought they were popped by her suctions. She probably had a little taste of my blood...)

A while ago when we were taking the birthing class, our instructor told us that parents wouldn't be judged at all if they send their newborns to the night station so that the adults could get some sleep in the night. After the huge exhaustion and our daughter's schedule wanting to be fed every two hours or less, we understood why the night station was so full when we took our night stroll. Although it felt appealing, my husband and I decided to keep our daughter at night as well. We figured that it would be our best chance to learn how to do everything for the baby with professional guidance if needed. (When I said "we", it was most likely "my husband", because I couldn't normally function yet. I did none of diaper changes for quite a few days after giving birth.)

My daughter and I were released 48 hrs after we checked in. For me, if I had taken epidural, I wouldn't have been able to give birth 6 hrs after I checked in. (Not knowing how to push at the beginning, not being able to feel or move my bottom would have been much more challenging!) If I had taken epidural, I wouldn't have been able to get up and walked to the restroom 2 hrs after giving birth. If I had taken epidural, we wouldn't have been able to leave the hospital in only 48 hrs. Yes, it was painful to go through, but sometimes, the more we try to ease the pain, the longer the unwanted situation would drag. Although I got through this process successfully without any pain meds this time, it will still be a hard decision to make in the future, because I now know how much pain giving birth is! There's no prize for moms to go through labor without pain killers, and my rather smooth experience might have been done with mostly luck. I suppose this post is mainly a personal record for mysel, and some encouragement to the moms-to-be who also choose to ride the pain! (Please forgive me if I typed anything nonsensical. It's a real challenge trying to complete one post with my daughter's schedule :p It took me over a month to finish this post!)