This happened five years ago, but I just recently decided to share my story. I ended up giving birth 2 and a half weeks before my due date. It was at the Eco Project Festival in the summer of 2007 during the GZA (from Wu-Tang Clan) set. I tried to get medical help, but they hadn't arrived. Some woman claimed to be a midwife and was coaching me through it. It wasn't my ideal birth plan, but I had to go through with it. My man was looking really anxious about the whole thing, grabbing his face and just making grunts and stuff. My baby's head started to crown and the medics still haven't arrived.
It was so *** dusty out there and the baby and all the surrounding fluids were immediately "muddified" by the blowing dirt. I mean, it was *** gross. All of a sudden, this *** kid (probably 19 or 20) in his oversized neon, flat-brim LRG hat, runs up yelling "Welcome To The Party ***!" before he blows a huge plume of smoke right in the baby's face! While the umbilical cord is still attached and ***! The smell was unmistakeable, this baby had just been deemster'd (DMT). He must have pulled the hit from a bong, b/c it was monstrous. Horrible experience. Hopefully the next one will be a better.