Y'know, for the first time in my nursing career I had a warm fuzzy proud moment last night. I was given a cervidil induction. Usually these pt sleep during the night then after 12 hour, remove the cervidil and start the induction. Thought that sounded easy enough, only problem was the fetal strip was looking very flat and the pt wasn't feeling her baby move since she got to the hospital......then started having decels and the pt wasn't even in labor.
I absolutley dreaded the thought of calling the doctor because this particular female doctor totally hates nurses and never fails to cut us down in some sort of snide, nasty way. Well,I called the doctor, and she was actually in a human mood, came to the hospital to evaluate the strip. After breaking her water and acoustic stim with minimal results, and we did a c-section. It turns out that the baby had cord around the neck times 2 (tight) and cord around the body times 2!! and the cord gases were borderline crappy. As I was circulating, the doctor was telling everybody(except me) that I made a very good judgement call. I about fell over because I was expecting to be cut down for whatever. As it turns out, if I sat on my hands all night, the baby might have died. The look of love on the parents faces did my heart good. I can truely call that a rewarding moment in nursing.