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Mimi.
@ydkmimi.bsky.social
Thee Betazoid Trap Queen 🖖🏽
Living my best days daily
Swatting grifters with rolled up newspaper
Last thought: my stepdaughter has a story 10 times worse than this. Two, actually

But they are hers to tell.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
We just won’t let these poor experiences overshadow what should be among the best days of our lives. When our children are here & reasonably healthy, we rejoice instead of lament.

That same system gets away with doing it again. We HAVE to stand up.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
In short, because I’m 🥹 now, the healthcare system has made it a business to systemically treat black mothers like the bottom of the barrel. We have complained unheard, dismissed & adjusted. All because we refuse to let them snatch the joy of motherhood from us.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
She is 5’2” tall but will stand like a monument in my defense against anyone in the world.
I almost gave my life to bring her into the world, & would do it a million times over. Because I’m proud to have brought into the world one of the most courageous people I’ve ever known.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
That was the first day of her life, & that never changed. She was fine through the process & I was sinking. She has always been in tuned to my pain, from the beginning. Just like I am to hers. Her little angry face at birth is the same one she has when she doesn’t like how someone treats me.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
5. Most importantly, it was the day my ride or die was born. My Lex won’t put up with ANYBODY’s bullshit. I knew this the moment I saw her disdain at birth. She didn’t relax until she got in my arms & could hear my voice. My baby girl wasn’t advocating for herself that day—she was fighting for ME.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Let’s not overlook that they tried extra hard to convince me that it really wasn’t my baby’s head I felt in my pelvis. Not sure WTF they thought it was, but I’ve never known of a woman to be able to feel their baby knocking at their cervical door & they NOT be in labor. Well WTF IS labor then? 🤷🏽‍♀️
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
The staff risked my heart stopping during delivery in lieu of not wanting to get an anesthesiologist involved because… IT WAS A SLOW DAY. These lazy bastards let me risk death during my delivery so they wouldn’t have to fill out extra paperwork.
They really DO gamble with people’s lives.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
4. I found out later that there is no labor threshold where pain relief is clinically denied. THIS PMO more than anything else. Giving me some sort of relief would have in turn lowered my heart rate to where it wouldn’t have remained a risk. Let me be precise in outlining what this REALLY means:
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
3. Having been SUPER high-risk, the lack of care there PMO a lot. I never expected to be coddled. I expected to be treated with the potential of the need for medical intervention, which I DID need & did not receive. In my mind, I was left to suffer. No one cared. It could have went VERY wrong.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
2. I cannot stress this enough: PRECIPITOUS LABOR IS REAL. It is totally possible for a woman to come into the hospital after a short span of telltale contractions & be in active, even late labor. To be a healthcare professional & NOT understand this is high-key negligence. We are not all the same!
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
I learned a lot that day:
1. The healthcare system is incredibly nonchalant toward pregnant women, even when they may be in danger. Pregnancy weakened my heart & the tachycardia was a sign that it was on its way to giving out. What happened after this tells the story about why this is dangerous.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
I looked at her, she looked at me…and then mean mugged every single other person in that room. Then she burst into a cry for 3 seconds, then back to the mean mug. It was the strongest indictment of a room full of adults I’d ever seen on a 6lb, 18” frame. She was PISSED.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
He told me that my baby was in distress (uh, no shit, Sherlock) & we would need to deliver soon to fix that.
😒
Queue sausage fingers & I’m suddenly at 10cm & need to push NOW 😖
My angry, shady-faced mini-me was born at 1346hrs, almost exactly 2 hours after I arrived at the hospital.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
And THAT was when the doctor showed up. NOT when my heart rate was dangerously high. NOT when I asked for pain relief, & was told that my heart rate would slow down if I just calmed down. He showed up when he knew his license would be on the line. Too much negligence to be ignored.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
The ASSUMPTION was that if my contractions had just started, I had a long road ahead. And this was far from so.
When I got in the “delivery room,” my baby’s heart rate dropped with every contraction. So I knew she was in distress. I screamed at the nurse to DO SOMETHING NOW
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Oh I was BIG MAD! 😡
First, you deny me the simple request of some sort of relief mainly because when I got here, you didn’t bother to entertain the possibility that I could be in active labor after being told over & over that I’m sure I was. At that time it was said, no one had checked anything.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
I pretty much cursed out the entire staff for one reason or another. But these were the same people who dismissed & ignored me. In my mind, they didn’t deserve my bright & sunny. One nurse told me that I was too loud & she could hear me all the way at the other end of L&D. My response: F&CK YOU!
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
I get to the delivery room and THAT is when the idiot I mated with showed up. Of course he had to drop off our son & got lost coming through L&D, & had to go through security protocol, so it’s a wonder he showed up before dark 🙄. And I let him have it.
But by this time, the gloves were off.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
After my water broke, sausage fingers returned. Now I’m 9cm & on my way to the delivery room, which looked just like the room I left, except the bottom of this bed rolled away to leave my ass parts floating in the wind. And I’m still screaming because there’s a freight train speeding through me 😡
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
L&D knew this was a possibility, & did NOTHING. My water broke on its own at 1:15 about. Contractions were 1 minute apart and 1 minute long. Literally on top of each other, my heart was beating out of control, & not ONE time did they contact cardiology.
Looking back, this is scary. They gambled.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
My heart rate was higher than the babies, & thinking of how that seems impossible is scary. Babies’ heart rates are 140-150bpm. In a 6lb child, it makes sense. In a 180lb adult, it’s called TACHYCARDIA & is dangerous. Also a part of another story. I thought I was going to die. No, really. 😔
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Uh, HELL TF NAW. Because that was when they told me I was too far into active labor for an epidural. So that was when the gloves came off. The pain was so bad that the blood vessels in my eyes were beginning to rupture. One of my eyes was bloodshot. But not one person gave a damn.
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Oh, my mama is MY MAMA, so I never saw that nurse again. Another uncompassionate human with sausage fingers came in to stick their hand where my vagine was actively on fire, only to tell me that I was 7cm dilated, my amniotic sac was bulging, bordering on rupture, & did I want them to do that?
November 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM