"Third world health care"

I'm currently pregnant with my second child and searching for somewhere else to give birth because my experience with Kingston first time round was so horrific. I chose Kingston because it proudly stated on its website its maternity services were 'rated the best in London' - I dread to think what the worst is if this was the best. Throughout the duration of my pregnancy my midwife's computer never worked however we managed to get by the old fashioned way, no problem. I was consultant led due to a pre-existing medical condition which meant I couldn't have a drawn out labour or push for longer than an hour so it was aggravating to have to chase and chase for a growth scan at the end of my pregnancy as I was so enormous. Eventually I got a scan 2 days before my due date and they estimated my first born would be about 11lbs and I was admitted straight away to be induced - if the scan had been earlier perhaps I could have been induced earlier and I wouldn't have encountered the problems I did. Despite the 11lb estimate and medical advice not to push too long, my consultant advised a natural delivery. I was induced but the epidural experience is one of things I am most afraid of next time. It took the anaesthetist 3 attempts at hacking their needle into my spine to get it right. I have never experienced pain like it, I was bent over the bed, dripping in sweat and shaking involuntarily as they tried again and again. Even my midwife looked ashen. I couldn't stop shaking for about an hour afterwards despite not being in pain anymore. It was utterly horrendous and I am dreading it happening again. A 12 hour labour ensued and 2 hours of pushing when surprise surprise the baby wouldn't come out. Rushed in for an emergency section, which it seems half the birth in Kingston seem to be. It turns out I lost a lot of blood (1,400ml/2.5pints) during the operation, which no one has explained why but explains why I felt like I was going to faint. I told them I thought I was going to pass out but didn't really get much response or reassurance. Then I was violently sick. This is a lot of fun, heaving with your stomach cut open, lying on a stretch at a 45 degree angle. I remember seeing my baby being held up and all I felt was relief she was ok but honestly, I was so weak I thought I probably might die. I don't remember my first day with my baby, my husband had to have her as all I could do was sleep. I don't know how she got fed. I never really received any meaningful guidance on if I was feeding her ok or that I had to feed her at least every 4 hours through the night, as such I didn't and she slept and I thought I had the dream baby! It turns out she wasn't feeding ok as she had tongue tie - no one had checked and I had never heard of it. She also started to smell of ketones, I now know, from not having enough milk. TBC..