My life is full of ups and downs of fate, why there are so many twists and turns, I really don't know why.
I'm full-term, but no one else can tell I'm pregnant, and the people in the village say I've just gained a little weight, after all, I've always been thinner.
According to the month, I should have given birth in the middle of the month.
However, it wasn't until the first day of the first month that I started to feel a slight pain.
It was the first day of the Lunar New Year and everyone was playing.
My husband was also playing mahjong with someone else, and I was walking around the highway with my son.
When I was tired of walking, I stood behind them and watched enough.
At about 10 o'clock in the morning, I felt a pain in my stomach.
I didn't dare to say it out loud and only let my son play with his dad while I quietly went home.
My house was halfway up the mountain, and I had to stop halfway there.
I was resting against an aspen tree, and a middle-aged woman from the village saw me and said, "Little doll, do you have a stomachache?"Does it hurt terribly?You're probably going to give birth. ”
I just smiled and didn't answer, she hurried to my husband and said that he was still playing cards and that he should hurry up and get home.
My husband came over with his son to catch up with me and asked me what was wrong?I don't know either, I just said that my stomach hurts a little.
When we got home, he heard from his mother-in-law that if my stomach hurts it means full-term, give me some food that contains fat and add some brown sugar.
So he cut some bacon, stewed it in a pot, and added brown sugar.
He cooked another bowl of noodles and served it to me with brown sugar bacon.
I took a look and oh my gosh, can you eat this?I don't eat that strange food that has a salty and sweet taste, and when he sees that I don't eat it, he feeds it to the pigs.
Then he made three more poached eggs with brown sugar.
I like to eat this.
I finished the brown sugar eggs and walked around the house.
My stomach hurt faintly all the time, but it wasn't intense.
My husband didn't dare to go out anymore, so he stayed by my side.
I still had such a dull ache in the evening, and I ate a bowl of noodles in the evening.
But in the middle of the night, the pain in my stomach became intense.
I'm a very patient person, and I haven't called him.
When it was dawn, I told him to get up and go to the midwife.
At that time, we didn't have any prenatal check-ups, but we just went to the midwife's house every once in a while to let her feel her belly and listen to the fetal heartbeat.
When I was four months pregnant, the midwife told me that my baby was lying on my stomach and asked me to do exercises in bed every day.
It's all about putting your head down and lifting your body and legs.
It was very hard, although the belly was not big, but the pregnancy was already very uncomfortable, and you have to do a handstand upside down like this, you can imagine how difficult it is.
I did it for a month, went to the midwife's house and asked her to touch it, and she said it was okay and should be able to give birth.
On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, my husband went to the midwife to come back.
She washed her hands and touched it directly in her body, and after touching it for a long time, she said that she couldn't touch the child.
It was still early to speculate, because the weather was very cold, and she asked my husband to light a fire in my room so that I could warm up and grow faster.
So, my husband used a large pot to put firewood and flowers on top of it to warm the room.
The midwife said it was still early and told me to move around, and then she left, saying that I would call her when I was in more pain.
During the day, the pain is not as bad as at night, and I can still walk outside.
But at night, my stomach started to hurt so badly that I couldn't sleep all night, and the pain made me clench my teeth.
I didn't dare to moan for fear of disturbing my husband's sleep.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, I woke up my husband.
When he got up, he boiled me three poached eggs and added brown sugar mash.
After eating, the pain in my stomach gradually stopped.
In this way, every day from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the pain at night is painful, and when you get up in the morning and eat a few poached eggs with brown sugar mash, your stomach will not hurt so much.
My mother-in-law said I just wanted to eat mash eggs.
She was just joking at this time, and didn't taunt me like she used to) The midwife came to check on her several times, and each time she washed her hands (which she thought was clean) and reached in to touch them, but they all said that she couldn't touch the child yet.
I was in such pain every day, and they said it was because I didn't work and played too much, so I had a difficult birth.
I don't want to argue with them, in August during my pregnancy, I also helped threshing the grain, I was more than seven months pregnant, and I still pushed the threshing machine, and every day with my husband and them carried the grain home from the far away fields.
In November, I went up the mountain with a big belly on my back to chop firewood, because my husband can't chop, and if I don't cut wood, there will be no firewood at home.
I always knelt on the hillside to chop wood, and I asked my husband to chop harder, larger firewood, and it took a month to finish the whole hillside.
But they said I didn't work, so let them say whatever they wanted.
On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, I felt that I had no choice but the pain continued at night and was slightly better during the day.
The midwife has been at my house every day since the 10th day of the new year, and she told me to struggle hard, saying that if I don't work hard, the baby won't come down.
But I had been tortured to the point that I had no strength, and she and my mother-in-law told me to go climbing the mountain during the day, saying that I should walk more and let the children walk down.
At noon on the 10th day of the new year, all of them went to dinner, including my husband, and left.
I was left alone at home, and I felt sad, but I gritted my teeth and went to climb the mountain.
I walked up the hill from the back of my house and slowly climbed to the top.
I stood at the top of the mountain, looking at the people below, and I really wanted to roll down the mountain and let the child roll out of his belly.
I didn't want this child in the first place, I worked hard for more than ten months, but I couldn't give birth.
I slapped my stomach hard with my hand, trying to beat the child who was tormenting me to death.
I stood on the top of the mountain for a long time, and on the top of this mountain I could see my mother's mountain, and I said to my mother in the direction of my mother's house: "Mom, you see that I am also a mother now, but the child just can't be born, maybe I am about to die, I will go to you when I die, I miss you." ”
I cried at the top of the hill and walked slowly down.
As soon as I got to the door, my son ran out, he was over two years old, but he was alone.
I asked him, "How did you get back?".You can't run around alone with such a small person. ”
Although his son is over two years old, he is not yet fluent in speech, and he said, "I miss my mother, and I will come back to be with my mother." ”
His words made me cry again.
I led him home, and he asked me to carry him.
I said that mom can't squat down and can't carry you.
But he insisted that I carry him, so I picked him up, put him on a high place, and then turned my back to him and let him lie on my back.
I came home with my son, and he didn't want to come down yet, so I carried him around the house in circles.
On the eleventh day of the first month, I still haven't given birth, and the midwife still says that she can't touch the child.
But she didn't say I couldn't give birth, she just told me to push hard.
My father heard that I had been in pain for more than 10 days and had not yet given birth, and he wanted to come to see me, but he didn't come halfway through.
He only asked me to bring a message.
My father said I had to be patient, because being a mother is hard, everyone who is a mother has experienced such pain, and being a mother is hard but also great.
When I heard that my father didn't come halfway through, I couldn't help but cry.
I said I was dying, and I wanted to see him, but if he didn't come, then I wouldn't see him.
I couldn't do anything, everyone said that I could only give birth if I worked hard, the midwife called my husband **, I stood on the bed, he helped me up and made me hard.
She said that this was the only way to be born.
My husband couldn't lift me up, and I felt like he was also frightened and shivering.
My mother-in-law went to the village to find a woman to help, and this woman and my husband were standing on my bed, and they were supporting my shoulders and making me struggle hard.
My sweat soaked my clothes, and when I was in pain, I came to my senses.
After the pain, I fell asleep.
The mother-in-law gave birth to six children herself, and she said that they were all born like this, and every woman has experienced such childbirth.
Why is it my turn so hard?I felt like I was walking towards death's door, and I had a child of unknown gender in my belly.
When I was conscious, I wanted to see my son more, and I wanted to say to him, "To grow up healthy, I can only raise you until now, and then your fate will be left to fate." ”
But I couldn't speak, I didn't have the strength, I could only watch him cry.
In this way, my life hung by a thread until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and my sister met a neighbor on the street and asked, "Has my sister given birth?"Why hasn't anyone come to report the good news for so many days?The neighbor said, "What's the birth, your sister has been giving birth for almost half a month, and she hasn't given birth yet, so hurry up and take a look." ”
It was seven or eight kilometers from the street to my house, and my sister came running from the street.
She saw that I was so weak that I could barely breathe, and she called me and I didn't respond.
Because I was unconscious, she stood there crying.
When I was in pain, I came to my senses, and suddenly I saw her standing in front of me, and I was so sad that I couldn't find an exit, and I said, "I can still see you, I'm going to die, and I can see you again before I die." ”
My sister cried and called my husband out and asked him, "Don't you want to do anything when you see my sister like this?""My husband said he didn't know what to do.
The younger sister called the midwife out again and asked her, "Can you guarantee that my sister will give birth?"If you can guarantee that she will be born without any problems, we will give birth at home, but if something goes wrong, you must be responsible. ”
The midwife jumped up and she said, "How can I guarantee that I can't take on this responsibility, I can't afford it." ”
My sister said to my husband, "So what are you waiting for?".She doesn't even know what to do, and you still let her give birth at home.
Hurry up and get her to the hospital. ”
My husband was scared silly, and my father-in-law hurried to find someone to help.
When the people in the village heard that they were going to take me to the hospital, they all came to help.
Someone chops bamboo, someone weaves flower strips, someone prepares a sliding rod.
The seven of them worked together for an hour to finally complete the production of the slide rod.
They carried me out and pinned me to the pole for fear that I would roll around in pain.
The four men lifted me up and ran away, and I was too much in pain to scream because I knew that they were already carrying a lot of weight, and if I shouted, they might be more nervous.
I gritted my teeth and held on, my teeth were all bitten by me, and from then on I couldn't bite hard things anymore because my teeth had become loose.
My sister and husband followed behind with something on their backs.
The four men ran very fast, and then two more men caught up from behind, and the six of them took turns carrying me, not wasting any time along the way.
It was 1995, when there were no cars available in the countryside, so they had to rely on manpower.
It started at one o'clock in the afternoon and arrived at the hospital at six o'clock in the evening and almost seven o'clock in the evening.
My house is more than 30 miles away from the hospital, although they run fast, but after all, I am very heavy, and it is still a mountain road, they carried me for more than four hours, must be tired.
I am eternally grateful to them.
When I arrived at the hospital, they immediately put me in the ward, and the doctor came to check and gave me some oxytocin.
The doctor was wearing gloves and groping in my mouth as he said, "This is the baby's mouth, this is the nose....Oops, baby's nose fell into the pelvis....Before she finished speaking, she suddenly shouted ** No more infusions, and immediately stopped the oxytocin injection.
Everyone heard her nervousness and gathered around her (rural health insurance does not separate family members from patients).
The doctor said: "It is difficult for her to give birth, she can no longer give oxytocin, and if the uterus contracts, it may be life-threatening, so she will be operated on immediately." ”
Then she scolded again: "It was the midwife who spoiled you, damaged your uterus, and you see so much pus coming out of your uterus."
And how long have you not peed?Your urine bag is bursting.
You're still a fortune teller, and if you can survive tonight, you won't be able to survive tomorrow. ”
I told the doctor the name of the midwife, and she stopped talking all of a sudden, and it turned out that the midwife was her aunt.
The doctor was very angry with her aunt because she had only learned some techniques while delivering babies in the country, but she never wore gloves when examining the mother, and just reached in and touched it with her hand.
She simply washed her hands with clean water, and it was in a basin, not rinsed.
She had bacteria in her nails, and when her nails touched my uterus, the uterus was scratched by the nails and became infected.
I couldn't urinate for many days, and explained to the midwife and her mother-in-law, but they said it was normal, that every woman would do it.
The doctor said, "They're talking nonsense. ”
The doctor said angrily that she was very angry with her aunt.
After a rescue operation, the doctor removed the child by caesarean section, and my daughter came out with bruises.
The doctor asked me before the surgery, "Is this your first or second child?""I said the first child.
Seeing that my daughter didn't move, she patted her lightly a few times, but there was no response, saying that the child couldn't be saved.
The doctor said: "If you rescue her again, she is the first child, and she may not be able to have children in the future."
Her uterus was already like this and she could no longer get pregnant. ”
So she slapped my daughter on the foot and asked my husband to give her artificial respiration.
After the anesthetic, I didn't fall into a coma, and when I turned my head, I saw that she was holding a dark blue, rabbit-like thing in her hand.
My heart is full of sadness, because this is the child I have worked hard to give birth to for more than ten months of pregnancy.
At the time, I thought my daughter would not survive, but a few minutes later, I heard her cry of "wow".
My daughter survived, but I fell into a coma.