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Hello! Oh, it's been a while since there's been an entry on here. Sorry, no that your sitting on the edge of your seat for the next post, but maybe it's a little hard to keep up with someone when they never post. True that!
Today, on the way to shift my friend said she was just, "writing a blog in her head." This actually came up because I had texted her when her car drove by instead of stopping to pick me up! She graciously and quickly turned around and did give me a lift. haha. We were laughing and she was just saying how she was writing a blog post in her head, and thus lost in thought and driving auto-pilot. That made me think....blogging. Hmmm, that's a fun thing to do, in fact i used to do that! So, here's the blog post that is a little story of today and a window into the daily life.
This morning shift was crazy! There were three of us on shift who could catch. We go in order depending on your last birth, so I was third up. Initially it was rather quiet. We had postpartum patients in various stages of postpartum. Some waiting to pay and go home, some needing a baby bath, then go home...yup, various stages.
Then, Salem, my friend who was talking about the blog, she got a labor! Woo-hoo. She checked her in and found out she was fully and her patient gave birth shortly there after!! :) That was just the start to the shift...then Brenda got a patient, then I got a patient, then Brenda caught a baby who was almost born in a taxi, then...well, it was just so busy. In summation: Salem caught 2 babies, Brenda caught 1 and had a labor, and I had 2 labors.
What does justice have to do with this? Well, sometimes woman are positively wonderful to work with and be with during their labor, some woman are just, well, it can be a character polishing experience...and some, they are just trying. That "trying" patient for me is usually the one that challenges my ability. Yes, they make me wonder if I know what in the world I've learned or seen!
Today I had one such patient (the first one who was there the longest!) She was almost fully dilated, but was not dilating symmetrically, so she labored in hands and knees. The difficulty was what i felt was an inability to communicate with her and how hard it was to read her. The contractions are apparent, but she wanted to push so early on, which was expected, but so hard as the midwife to know how best to support her and when to really support her to push when her baby really needed to descend a while. ("a while" that's a very Filipino phrase...our English is greatly effected here.)
Here's where the justice comes in. Towards the end of shift she was becoming progressively more pushy, but was tired and had a small potential for being transported. In preparation for the next shift and to help her with tiredness (before it became exhaustion) I inserted an IV. At this point it was apparent that the bana (husband...boyfriend) was a little frustrated that she hadn't delivered yet. Oh, it was slight, so slight, but it opened up in me a well that poured forth a need for justice I looked at him and said, "YOU must support her. Her work is hard. She is working so hard and is progressing normally, so YOU must support her." Oh, what used to be a slight frustration with my patient became such a passion for her justice that she would receive the support, encouragement, and love she deserved as a laboring woman. She really was doing excellent.
Justice hasn't been something that has always been on my heart, well, maybe in the negative. We can all think about personal and inpersonal situations of injustice, probably especially within the "Justice System". Hmmm, but there is positive justice. In fact, it is an attribute of our Heavenly Father. He cares for justice. When we want justice, though sometimes it's our injured ego, often it is a reflection of our desire for the perfection that can only come from God. Know Him. Seek after Him and seek His justice.
Today, on the way to shift my friend said she was just, "writing a blog in her head." This actually came up because I had texted her when her car drove by instead of stopping to pick me up! She graciously and quickly turned around and did give me a lift. haha. We were laughing and she was just saying how she was writing a blog post in her head, and thus lost in thought and driving auto-pilot. That made me think....blogging. Hmmm, that's a fun thing to do, in fact i used to do that! So, here's the blog post that is a little story of today and a window into the daily life.
This morning shift was crazy! There were three of us on shift who could catch. We go in order depending on your last birth, so I was third up. Initially it was rather quiet. We had postpartum patients in various stages of postpartum. Some waiting to pay and go home, some needing a baby bath, then go home...yup, various stages.
Then, Salem, my friend who was talking about the blog, she got a labor! Woo-hoo. She checked her in and found out she was fully and her patient gave birth shortly there after!! :) That was just the start to the shift...then Brenda got a patient, then I got a patient, then Brenda caught a baby who was almost born in a taxi, then...well, it was just so busy. In summation: Salem caught 2 babies, Brenda caught 1 and had a labor, and I had 2 labors.
What does justice have to do with this? Well, sometimes woman are positively wonderful to work with and be with during their labor, some woman are just, well, it can be a character polishing experience...and some, they are just trying. That "trying" patient for me is usually the one that challenges my ability. Yes, they make me wonder if I know what in the world I've learned or seen!
Today I had one such patient (the first one who was there the longest!) She was almost fully dilated, but was not dilating symmetrically, so she labored in hands and knees. The difficulty was what i felt was an inability to communicate with her and how hard it was to read her. The contractions are apparent, but she wanted to push so early on, which was expected, but so hard as the midwife to know how best to support her and when to really support her to push when her baby really needed to descend a while. ("a while" that's a very Filipino phrase...our English is greatly effected here.)
Here's where the justice comes in. Towards the end of shift she was becoming progressively more pushy, but was tired and had a small potential for being transported. In preparation for the next shift and to help her with tiredness (before it became exhaustion) I inserted an IV. At this point it was apparent that the bana (husband...boyfriend) was a little frustrated that she hadn't delivered yet. Oh, it was slight, so slight, but it opened up in me a well that poured forth a need for justice I looked at him and said, "YOU must support her. Her work is hard. She is working so hard and is progressing normally, so YOU must support her." Oh, what used to be a slight frustration with my patient became such a passion for her justice that she would receive the support, encouragement, and love she deserved as a laboring woman. She really was doing excellent.
Justice hasn't been something that has always been on my heart, well, maybe in the negative. We can all think about personal and inpersonal situations of injustice, probably especially within the "Justice System". Hmmm, but there is positive justice. In fact, it is an attribute of our Heavenly Father. He cares for justice. When we want justice, though sometimes it's our injured ego, often it is a reflection of our desire for the perfection that can only come from God. Know Him. Seek after Him and seek His justice.
"He loves righteousness and justice;
The earth is full of the goodness of the Lord."
Psalm 33:5
"For the Lord loves justice,
And does not forsake His saints;
They are preserved forever,
But the descendants of the wicked shall be cut off."
Psalm 37:28
"A bruised reed He will not break,
And smoking flax He will not quench,
Till He sends forth justice to victory;"
Matthew 12:20
P.S. this patient did deliver shortly after the swing shift came on...haven't heard the whole story yet, but no doubt it will be good!
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