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MOF's Story - Mount Sinai Hospital, Toronto, Ontario

MOF's Story - Mount Sinai Hospital, Toronto, Ontario

“I thought delivering at Mount Sinai was the best decision for my family. There was no part of my experience that made me feel heard, seen, or cared for beyond the most very basic. Getting a healthy baby is of course the absolute most important but it felt like there was zero consideration to the care and consequence (mental and physical health) of the one giving birth...and the one that would be caring for this new baby.”

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VB's Story - Mount Sinai Hospital, Toronto, Ontario

“I would like to file a formal complaint but haven’t had the time to figure out how to do this as I’m caring for a young baby. I hope it is not too late to do so once I have time and figure out how.”

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Twin Mom's Story - Mount Sinai Hospital, Toronto, Ontario

“After a few more attempts of pushing, it didn't seem as though she was coming down. Without warning, explanation or CONSENT he had BOTH hands in me "assisting" Twin B. I freaked out! Begging him to stop, I asked what he was doing, telling him to stop and that it was hurting so bad (I didn't get a top up, I had no epidural so I felt EVERYTHING) He was ripping me down, he used forceps and the suction twice. I only know this because I heard him say it. At one point I just physically broke. The doctor was literally yanking at what felt like my lifeless body on that table. My husband continued asking what the issue was and what was happening where he was met with silence.”

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Manon's Story - Mount Sinai Hospital, Toronto, Ontario

“An obstetrician came quickly at 8am with a ultrasound and told me that he couldn’t see the baby and it was already gone. I was in so much pain that I didn’t realize what was happening. “


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R's Story - Mount Sinai Hospital, Toronto, Ontario

“I was told I had to hold my baby in my arms all night after not sleeping for 48 hours as she had a lot of mucous. I told the nurse I wasn’t comfortable with it fearing I’d fall asleep and she’d roll into the blankets and potentially suffocate. I was told I didn’t have an option. They propped me up with pillows and laid her in my arms for the night. Fast forward over a year later, I was still waking up almost every night frantically checking the blankets for my daughter (who had never slept in our bed). I even had a night where I begged my husband to check the bed to make sure she wasn’t there even though she was in my arms”

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