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TBE: Oxygen Mask
I’ve started singing along with songs to get through the contractions. But Mariah the nurse came along and put me in an oxygen mask for 20 minutes. I’m not sure why…
But do you know how hard it is to song in an oxygen mask? — wait do you think that’s why she put me in it?
Here’s the convo that came before the mask:
M: Is that Abba
etc (w/ real scorn in my voice as I don’t have one Abba song in my extensive music collection. Not one!): No, it’s Juice Newton “Angel of the Morning”
M: Oh.
Then she put on the mask.
2 hours until I can ask about an epidural.
If my L&D nurse didn't know the difference between Abba and Juice Newton, I'd demand a different nurse. Would Abba ever sing a song about being left in bed the morning after? Of course not! Geesh. What other mistaken ideas might she have? There's no telling, with that degree of ignorance.
If my L&D nurse didn't know the difference between Abba and Juice Newton, I'd demand a different nurse. Would Abba ever sing a song about being left in bed the morning after? Of course not! Geesh. What other mistaken ideas might she have? There's no telling, with that degree of ignorance.
I was just reading yesterday that kissing and laughter all through contractions lets out endorphins which help in the pain, and nipple-play releases natural pitocin. I suggest a big crazy make-out session every contraction, that will keep the mask off, and the musically inept nurse out!
I was just reading yesterday that kissing and laughter all through contractions lets out endorphins which help in the pain, and nipple-play releases natural pitocin. I suggest a big crazy make-out session every contraction, that will keep the mask off, and the musically inept nurse out!