Pretty Please? A Goddess Wish

This is a request for Stardust on behalf of the goddesses everywhere on planet Gaia who are giving birth. As an OB anesthesiologist who apologizes for sticking needles in people's backs, who says, 'this is the best way we know how and when there is a better way I am going to use it!' each time...my dearest Galactic Brothers and Sisters, this is an open letter to you:


Childbirth is painful.

I am skilled in the relief of this childbirth pain.

Our methods are crude at best. It involves the insertion of local anesthesia into the central nervous system via a subarachnoid block (spinal) or epidural block for analgesia in labor.

Not long ago a mother came in who was like this:

She had a birthing ball, a birth plan, and wanted nothing to do with me. I made my rounds in the morning, wished her luck sincerely, and went on with my day.

Until I remembered this device:

I had seen it at a trade show last weekend. I had a demo sample on me. I asked her nurse if it was okay to invite the patient to trial it in her labor. The nurse said yes. So did the patient and her husband.

It felt so good to be able to offer non-drug pain relief that uses circulating energy in labor; the way it works is it stimulates the LI point with acupressure.

She wore it and she walked around in early labor. According to the nurse, the device came off once the 'active labor' hit.

But in a way, the device was a success because it helped the patient and I to form a relationship. And when later she asked for her epidural, it was different. We had both tried to avoid the needle, not just her.

She also had full knowledge of my Reiki training, and my intuitive strengths, since we met.

To get to this point takes incredible effort on the part of the mother. It requires a team. And whether it is in the OR or the delivery room, for most women on the planet, it is the most painful and fearful experience of suffering that exists.

I know for myself, as a survivor of molest, with PTSD,  there was no way I wanted to experience pain in my reproductive system. At all. But my OB thought 'natural was better' and I was induced against my will. I got 'stuck' at four centimeter's dilation, and had the section I always wanted after I had reached complete and total exhaustion, mentally, physically, and spiritually.

Although I had an epidural, I was praying the whole time for Jesus to come take me and the baby to Heaven. I was done and I wanted OUT. I have never prayed this prayer for my own demise before or since.

Why on earth should the most beautiful act of creation make a mother pray to die?

Life is a beautiful experience; that is the intent of Creator, is it not?

Stardust can take all pain away in fifteen minutes

That's how long my epidural takes to work. But my epidural is invasive, and requires a ten centimeter long needle into the back.

As an act of Divine Mercy. please send it here. Please send the Stardust to the mothers if it is safe. Please help them in their suffering. I am trained in pain relief--it is my profession. Please show me how it is used. I will train others. Please show me the dosing schedule, the contraindications, the side effects (if any).

I will show the world.

Please take the needles away. Please show us how it is done. Please send help NOW to those who suffer, starting first with mothers in labor, who have earned the place to be first in line.

Goddess wants nothing less.




Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Reiki Empowering Women in Childbirth

Today was anxiety day on the labor deck.

Not one but two women in the OR tried to look at the needle during placement of their spinal.

Miss PTSD (post traumatic distress disorder) had two anesthesiologists on her prior section miscommunicate, with each thinking the other had loaded up the epidural before incision. Yes, she felt it. In these situations, I have a formula: establish rapport, reduce anxiety by answering all questions, frame the perspective for the patient (baby is so exciting, and soon!), hold hands and do not chart prior to delivery, and medicate as needed for anxiety. And of course give Reiki throughout, especially while holding the patient's hand.

My colleagues in Obstetrics think that's just me being nice. No, I am using every tool at my disposal. I know it's effect is working because when they go to recovery room after the surgery, they have pain, throw up, get nervous, itch.

Miss Nurse-that-has-seen-too-much-and-is-now-a-patient had been off her meds
the whole pregnancy and was a basket case in pre-op. I spent twenty minutes sitting on her bed talking to her and her husband. For free. We are not compensated for talking. Only for work. But I knew she would miss out on an important life event if she gave in to the anxiety.

The plan worked flawlessly, of course until recovery room...

Miss Asian Persuasion with braces as an adult fooled me. Anxiety I could not see in prep, language barrier, compounded by urgency of surgery due to fetal distress. She confused pressure and pain, or had a poor block. She screamed during delivery of the infant. Of course, there was a six foot five inch linebacker obstetrician assisting, and pressing on the upper abdomen with a size nine glove paw of a hand.

After delivery she went out. Scramble the brains...lots of medication to erase the memory and deeply sedate. In recovery room she was all smiles. Go figure!

Slowly, with each laboring patient, with each woman in the OR, my message is 'you can!' 'You CAN!'. And they do.

Remember, women, it's your power. Take it! It is all in how you think about it. Not in birth plans, hypno births and birthing balls. You do not need external strategy and devices to give birth. Just go in each moment, breathe, and take advantage of the resources that are offered you. Select from anesthesia, nursing, obstetrics, perinatology, and all of our vast experience helping people just like you. It is your call.

'today you have given birth. you are the Queen!'

That is what my postpartum nurse said to me when she helped me take my shower in my room.

Peace and love, and Namaste,

reiki Doc