My experiences in 1984 vs the birth of my second son in 1994 were night and day.
1984: labored in a room then transferred to an operating room to birth my baby. Labor was progressing just fine and I was walking the hallways, which put pressure from the baby on my cervix. At the last stage they made me lie down and my cervix stopped dialating. In fact they were prepping me for a c-section until a nurse rolled me on my side and it was just enough pressure change to finish dialation. My pubic area was shaved and my perineum was sliced open and then stitched back up - was extremely painful recovery.
1994: labored and delivered in the same room. End of the bed broke down so I could sit up to dialate and push. I told the doc NOT to cut me and he didn’t. No shaving of the pubic area. I ended up with a teeny tiny tear and he asked to “put in one stitch” and I told him absolutely not. It healed fine. Instead of waiting there like a baseball catcher to collect the baby, he massaged my stretching vagina as the head crowned to reduce the tearing.
I did not have an epidural or even so much as a Tylenol either time - nothing.