Today, I called a member of the board of directors for one of the local hospitals (where I birthed Chickie Pea). I had not wanted to because she's a member of my church and has basically watched me grow up, and now my children of course. But, I finally called. She was very receptive and rather shocked at the care I received. We talked about a few experiences I had heard about and Delaware's high cesarean rates (among other rates). She was equally shocked to hear those numbers and said she would be bringing these issues up asap. I'm glad I called.
Yesterday, we were at Legislative Hall for the midwifery bill we've been fighting. In speaking to legislators and my board of directors friend, it really drove a point home for me: the simple idea that they won't know until we tell them. Our legislators had no idea what they were voting on, some didn't even know we had midwives still. Just as the board of directors friend had no idea about the poor care and statistics in her own hospital. WE have to tell them. It's certainly nice to be in our own circles, whether that's online with folks across the country or in person in our local playgroups, discussing the crappy birth climate, but if we really want to see change and get people to know how the weather really is, we have to tell them. Meet them where they are, get out in the community. Because they probably won't step outside to find out themselves.
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5/7/2014 03:01:32 am
Im not going to say what everyone else has already said, but I do want to comment on your understanding of the topic.
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