Warning: This post contains some graphic content.
It has been a long time coming and I hope it was worth the wait, but the time has come to tell the story of ‘The Broken Vagina’.
Now, if for some reason you haven’t read ‘The EOH Pelvic Floor’, I strongly suggest you head over and read that first, as the same disclaimer applies to this article.
Before the pitchforks come at me like the last time, I will make myself clear – if you have not brought a life into this world and ever envision doing the act that is childbirth, I strongly, STRONGLY advise you do not continue reading…
You daredevil, I like you already. Thanks for reading on.
Now, I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again – everybody’s birth story is different. This is a candid, telling of events that transpired the night of March 14 leading into March 15, which resulted in the birth of my first child and ‘The Broken Vagina’.
I feel like I need to touch on the lead up to the birth, for you to fully understand the sequence of events. My son, my first child, was two weeks over due.
This child did not want to come out! No amount of raspberry leaf tea, curry or brisk walks were getting this kid out of me. He had maxed his time in there and my appointment to be induced was made.
It was great; I did my hair and makeup, packed my bag and drove down to the hospital with my husband, excited that I was going to meet my first baby. I went into hospital on a Thursday night at 8.30pm and he was born SATURDAY MORNING at 4am. That’s a long weekend!!!!
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If you get a painful/rigid scar from tearing or episiotomy you can also get a referral to a gynecologist and have steroid+local anaesthetic injected into the scar tissue. It breaks down the scar tissus. 3 treatments fixed the problem for me. Better than the surgery i expected to need and wish I'd done it much sooner.
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