Needled- January 7, 2013
When my due date came and went and I was still pregnant, I lost my mind. I seriously read EVERYTHING about inducing labor naturally. Foods, sex, bouncing on an exercise ball, walking, Evening Primrose Oil, you name it. I was a woman on a mission. I was HAVING this baby within the week. 41 weeks suddenly became a very long time. There was one thing that I did that I never wrote about here. Today, I found myself talking to my pregnant coworker and I had flashbacks.
I did two acupuncture sessions to try to induce labor.
I checked with the OB who gave me the all clear. I think her exact words were, “‘It can’t hurt. Tell me how it works for you.” I think whoever answered the phones at these two acupuncture places could hear the exhaustion and exasperation in my voice when I begged them for appointments. When I got to the first place I had to fill out a bunch of paperwork. I think I ended up just paying for it instead of filing insurance claim forms to see if my PPO would cover it. I was too tired to care.
At one of the places I got to lay on this massage table that had a net cut out of the middle of it so my belly could hang down and I could lay on my stomach. Heaven! It was AMAZING! Anyone 7-9 months pregnant should get to lay on one of those. Ahhhh!
It was what happened at the first place that was the most…um…moving. The guy told me about all the spots on the body where they would put needles. He explained there were certain acupuncture locations for labor induction. The places were on my hands and my ankles. It only hurt a little. He attached little electrodes to them and turned on the machine. My muscles twitched and my skin stung. The baby stirred. I asked him to turn it down a bit. He did and left the room.
Ugh! Oh no. A wave of nausea came over me. Keep in mind I went 40 weeks without throwing up. Not once. I was queasy in the First Trimester, for sure, but never puked. I sure wasn’t going to let it happen now. I yelled, “Um! Excuse me!” Thankfully the doctor wasn’t too far away and rushed in. “I need to go to the bathroom!” He unplugged me. Fortunately I made it on time to poop. (Why I got nauseous I’ll never know.) The acupuncturist enthusiastically told me this was good and that my energy was headed downward.
Wait, no. Yes shit.
The only needle that induced labor for me was the one attached to the IV of Pitocin a week later.