Posted by journeysinward | Posted in Confidence Hypnotherapy, Hypnotherapy | Posted on 29-01-2011-05-2008
Guest blogger: Dr. Jay Polmar
It was just another Sunday, or really it wasn’t, after all the World Series was on, it was 1982, the St. Louis Cardinals against the Milwaukee Brewers, and I could use the day off, after all working with patients six days a week – at least back in ’82. We could call them patients. I had been a doctor, a Ph.D – with a specialty in hypnotherapy research, for two whole years already. I had been studying for almost 18 years, and I knew the field well – but what could I do with it, other than some habit control that was soon to be tested.
So, as I sat with my Grape Juice, in front of the TV waiting for the first pitch, a knock on the door, and I recognized, Deana McNatt from a consulting position I took, with her mother – at the door. Now, Deana and I didn’t always see eye to eye, but she was there on a mission. Drag Jay back to Lovelace Hospital, in due haste.
What’s going on? “My baby sister is in the hospital and is having a baby, and she is demanding you be there.” Deana’s baby sister was truly a baby herself. She was 15 years old, a high school sophomore, athletic and strong, and about to bring her own baby into the world. Deana’s mom was not happy about having a strange man help deliver her baby’s baby, her grandchild.
But, why not go and help? It was a government hospital, Sandia National Labs and an Air Force base nearby – what’s the worst they could do to me, throw me in the brig? There was a young girl, in trouble J, who needed my help – and I got to see how the hospital worked from the inside out.
There I was, a birthing room with all the craziness of the sisters, 2 of them, trying to be present when the birth took place … “Well, if Dr. Jay can be here, why can’t I – they cackled?” And, then, I said to Mrs. McNatt, we need peace – and all the girls were pushed out. Then, the young husband to be comes in “I want to be here” – and his future mother-in-law, pushes him out. Finally, it was me and the grandma to be, and a midwife nurse pops in. “I hear you’re going to do hypnosis. I always wanted to watch this”. This was going to be a fun session.
“So, Shawna, now close your eyes, and relax – breathe deeply, and relax every part of you from your toes to your head”. And I continued for 45 minutes and the midwife, sat at the end of the bed, looking into Shawna’s womb, as if she was a catcher at the World Series ready to catch the pitch.
At each contraction was a suggestion for releasing the muscles’ tension and each push was a pleasure. No labor pains, but delivery was a pleasure. And slowly but surely out came the cutest little cone head baby I had ever seen.
As grandma and I smiled, the midwife cleaned up the after birth, I washed up, and walked out of the hospital, and went home, happy that I had once again come to help someone in need.
And when I went to the supermarket, I was amazed even a year later. That women would walk up to me and say – I remember you. You are that hypnosis doctor who delivered that baby at Lovelace Hospital, aren’t you?
Sometimes, I just think: Life Is Good!