On the No-s in the Labor Ward

There's a superstition in the labor ward, that certain things cannot happen so that there won't be too many patients. Good thing for the doctors and nurses, but not so much for us when we had to complete our logbooks with at least 5 deliveries.

Came the 4th call on a weekend, we decided to test out the superstition. Rumors had it that, the pinard used to listen to the fetal heart rate, shouldn't fall to the ground, or else patients would come in non-stop. Which is exactly what we had in mind.

Colleague did the same the day before, and she said the patients came in continuously after she drop it on the ground. But eventually, not much deliveries were done in the end because most of the mommy were still too early to deliver, and were sent to the antenatal ward for monitoring.

Which was why, most of them were transferred into the labor ward from the maternity ward in the morning. Man it was a chaotic morning. The lecturer caught me clerking one and asked me to scrub in, and start encourage the mother to "PUSHHHH!!!"

But of course, it didn't turn out as expected because she lost her energy and the baby's heartbeat started to slow down. Was praying so much it wouldn't be some complicated ones because I had been waiting in those sterile gowns for 2 hours! Blerh... Eventually, she delivered alright. But with a lot of lost blood.

Came afternoon, we thought the patients were getting lesser and lesser, so we decided to throw again. We didn't want it to be a quiet night alright. There's still more delivery quotas to fill!

Soon after, patients came in pairs. Managed to scrubbed in 2 more deliveries, finally completing the logbook! Hip hip hurray!

Colleague who went on-call with me were so busy clerking the new admissions, and started to grumble because most of them came in with just some pain and leaking. It'd be a few more hours before they start delivering. But it was indeed, a night flooded with patients. The beds were occupied all the time! Once delivered and sent to the post-delivery ward, a new one would be there waiting to deliver. LOLs. Pity the nurses and the doctors on-call on that day. There were literally no time to rest at all. The nurses were trying to clear the beds all the time (though their efforts were in vain); the house officers almost cried with the workload; the medical officers were all grumpy and angry.

Of course, when I meant grumpy and angry, there were some 'advice' given in some stern tone that its probably scolding to most. But then again... what-e-verrrrr! LOL.

So, at the end of my calls, I just had to say something, thanks to the nurses for being so nice and helpful (which is really true, the bunch of nicest nurses around); thanks to the house officer for letting us conduct the deliveries; and thanks to the medical officers for their 'teachings'. Though am really sorry about the workload, just had to test out the superstition. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

And I suppose some superstition can be true... LMAO.