First day at work

Fortunately, I have Maria by my side with whom I will share happiness and sorrow in the coming weeks. Maria has been here for 6 weeks and was able to show me everything right away, but also tell me about everything she has experienced. Unfortunately, last week there were also three dead unborn babies, as time and unborn life don't play a big role for them - but more on that later.

I had imagined the hospital or the women's clinic to be a bit different and bigger. I was greeted nicely, but it quickly became clear to me that the desire to work is minimal. The four delivery rooms were separated by small walls and curtains, and they haven't been cleaned for a long time...

The operating room for cesarean sections looked quite sufficient, and so did the 'ward' where the women were lying. There wasn't much to do at the moment, so we started cleaning first.

Later, I unfortunately witnessed a curettage of the uterus - right in the delivery room bed, without anesthesia. You can't imagine what kind of pain the woman had and how rough the doctor was. But women here are not allowed to scream or cry. So Maria and I held her, stroked her, and smiled at her encouragingly. She was incredibly grateful afterwards, and I just felt sick and my circulation had seen better days.

And then came the first birth. A transfer from another hospital because the unborn baby's heart rate was poor. The woman walked, lay down, and first the iron level was determined before anything else could be done. I had rarely experienced something more unnecessary. When the indication for a cesarean section was made, it took at least 45 minutes for the child to finally arrive. That's about time. In Germany, it shouldn't take longer than 10-20 minutes...

Fortunately, a relatively healthy baby was born, so the day ended successfully.

Conclusion of the day: Internet everywhere, but no clue about obstetrics.