Thea was 35 years old and 40 weeks pregnant when she went to her doctor for her final prenatal appointment. She was in good shape, didn’t smoke and had received regular prenatal care, though she wasn’t thrilled with the obstetrics practice she’d chosen in Chicago. The doctors were “more interested in protocols than people,” she said.
On that day, she was surprised to learn that her amniotic fluid was low, though the baby’s vital signs remained strong. The doctor informed Thea that she’d need to be induced right away. Thea questioned this directive, asking about the success rates for induction and whether she should consider a cesarean section instead. The doctor said she had no choice. She then asked if she could go home to get her overnight bag. She was told, she said, that if she left she could be “arrested for endangering the life of a child.”
Thea asked that I refer to her only by her first name because the details of her story are so personal. She also cautioned that “in trauma, memory can be fragmented and skewed.” But over a decade later, she remembers this confrontation with her doctor as the moment it became clear to her that in becoming a mother, she was no longer seen as a person: “I really felt like I was a piece of meat, like I was not being considered in this. It was all about the baby.”
I’ve been thinking lately about the remarkable ways in which American women continue to be devalued and disempowered through the prism of motherhood, even as we insist on the pre-eminence of mothers’ status. Alabama voters have just approved a constitutional amendment recognizing “fetal personhood,” a measure that could be used to further curtail the rights of pregnant women in favor of the safety of fetuses.
Seventy years ago, Simone de Beauvoir wrote that pregnancy can be both “an enrichment and a mutilation;” the mother “feels as vast as the world, but this very richness annihilates her — she has the impression of not being anything else.”
For experts studying the United States’ maternal mortality and injury rates — which are estimated to far surpass those in other developed countries — and for women in labor, the failure to treat mothers as people is neither antiquated nor dystopian, but absolutely pressing.
In September, USA Today published a major investigation into recent efforts to curb maternal death rates. A number of states have assigned panels of experts to review what went wrong in cases where mothers die. This sounds promising. Unfortunately, it hasn’t worked — rates have continued to rise — and the reason is hard to fathom.
“At least 30 states have avoided scrutinizing medical care provided to mothers who died, or they haven’t been studying deaths at all,” the newspaper said. “Instead, many state committees emphasized lifestyle choices and societal ills in their reports on maternal deaths. They weighed in on women smoking too much or getting too fat or on their failure to seek prenatal medical care.” Mothers, it seems, in addition to being held solely responsible for every facet of their child’s well-being, are also being held responsible for their own deaths.
Talk about blaming the victims.
According to USA Today, when asked about their decision not to scrutinize medical care, some doctors on the panels said they didn’t have the resources, and that hospitals don’t like to (and aren’t required to) hand over their dead patients’ charts. Lawmakers claimed that it wasn’t the job of the state to meddle with doctors’ decisions. And state officials argued that it was more important to focus on broader issues surrounding maternal health than on what may have gone wrong in specific women’s cases.
But it is hard to imagine some other scenario in which patients are dying in hospitals from complications of routine procedures — appendectomies, say — and instead of studying the care the patients received leading up to their deaths, review panels focus on the patients’ lifestyles in the year before their procedure.
The problem isn’t that we don’t know how to make childbirth safer. Stephanie Teleki, who leads the maternity care portfolio at the California Health Care Foundation, put it this way: “Women know what they want when it comes to labor and delivery, and it turns out the things they want (midwives, doulas, fewer unnecessary interventions and cesarean sections) are less expensive and produce better outcomes.” The problem is not that pregnant women are uneducated or uninformed; the problem is that those in charge aren’t listening to them.
I wanted to know what it is like to experience this — to face one’s death during childbirth in the richest country in the world in the second decade of the 21st century. Obviously, I couldn’t talk to women who had died in childbirth. So I spoke to women who had almost died. That’s what led me to Thea.
After 36 hours of pitocin, a drug that induces labor, and three hours of pushing, Thea required a cesarean because the baby had turned sideways. Prolonged exposure to pitocin can increase the risk of postpartum hemorrhaging. And that’s what happened a few minutes after her daughter was delivered. Thea bled for three hours, while she got intravenous drugs to promote clotting and signed forms in case she ended up needing an emergency hysterectomy.
“They kept telling me how healthy the baby was,” she told me, “but that only made me more terrified that now I might die.” She spent a week in the hospital.
“They did save me in the end,” she says, “but after they almost killed me.”
When Serena Williams spoke out about the medical emergency she endured after the birth of her child last year, and the psychological trauma she suffered as a result, she began a long-overdue debate on America’s abysmal rates of maternal death and injury, as well as the ways that women of color bear the brunt of subpar care.
African-American women are nearly 3.5 times more likely than white women to die from pregnancy-related conditions. “Women are not being listened to,” Dr. Teleki told me. “But black women are the least listened to and it’s costing them their lives at a much higher rate.”
Ms. Williams’s story offered a personal glimpse into an epidemic of preventable deaths that has long been ignored in this country.
In 2000, United Nations member states issued a Millennium Development Goal of, by 2015, cutting the 1990 maternal death ratio by 75 percent. Through a large-scale international effort, maternal mortality was reduced by 43 percent worldwide during that period, and by almost 50 percent in developed countries. Meanwhile, the rates of American women dying from pregnancy rose.
Marian MacDorman, a research professor at the University of Maryland, told me that the United States was barely involved in the United Nations effort. “Nothing was being done, partly because nobody knew what was going on,” she said. “The data we had was bad, and people weren’t studying the data.”
It wasn’t until 2003 that states started adding a pregnancy check box to death certificates, and some didn’t do so until the past two years. “This created a data mess where nobody could figure out what the national trends were,” she said. She described this as “a huge missed opportunity for intervention in conjunction with the Millennium Development Goal.” At the same time, “the National Center for Health Statistics, which is the government agency responsible for publishing maternal mortality data, completely stopped publishing it.”
The only exception in the United States was California, where, in 2006, the Stanford University School of Medicine worked with the state to create the California Maternal Quality Care Collaborative. The initiative developed “quality improvement tool kits” that doctors and hospitals could download. They included detailed instructions about best practices for various preventable complications that can arise during or after pregnancy, like hemorrhaging and pre-eclampsia.
This sounds simplistic, but it had a powerful effect. “What you have to understand,” Dr. MacDorman explained, “is that these emergencies are horrible and they happen too often, but still, they’re not common. An O.B. might easily go a year without encountering such an emergency.”
As a result of this initiative, between 2006 and 2013, California saw a 55 percent decrease in the maternal mortality rate, from 16.9 to 7.3 deaths for every 100,000 live births. During that same period, according to The Washington Post, the national rate increased — from an estimated 13.3 to 22 deaths in 100,000.
These numbers, disturbing as they are, don’t account for the far greater number of women who are injured during delivery or suffer the trauma of near-death experiences. For many, this trauma can last a lifetime.
Claire, who also asked that I use only her first name, was 38 weeks into her fourth pregnancy in 1992 when she went into the hospital certain she was in active labor. She protested when the doctor decided that the baby wasn’t full-term and gave shots to halt the labor. A few weeks later the baby’s head descended and Claire returned to the hospital, but the baby was now so big that she labored unsuccessfully for 24 hours before undergoing an emergency C-section.
This is how she described her experience: “They gave me an epidural and asked me if I could feel the knife and I said, ‘Yes, I can,’ and they didn’t believe me. They said that’s impossible. But I kept saying, ‘No, I can feel it.’” Then her blood pressure dropped. “I hear my husband say, ‘Look at her blood pressure.’ And the doctor said, ‘Oh, that must be a malfunction of the machine.’ Then I hear, ‘Oh, my God, she’s going into shock,’” she explained. “At one point I heard them say, ‘We’re going to lose her, we’re going to lose the baby’.”
Claire still remembers it as one of the most terrifying experiences of her life. “I never completely got over it,” she told me. “I have a daughter now who’s pregnant. I’d like to just be happy about it but I can’t be.”
Thea’s daughter is now 13. She decided not to tell her how terrible the experience of her birth was, for fear she won’t want to have kids herself.
There was another reason, though, she told me, in a follow-up email to our conversation: “I didn’t want my daughter to know that the joy of her birth was mixed with trauma and the fear of my own death.” She still finds herself feeling guilty for that fear, for “caring about myself and my mortality.” This, she wrote, “speaks to the way I, and probably many other women, was dehumanized and demeaned during the delivery,” and told that “our babies are much more important than we are.”
“I was invested in maintaining that narrative as a way to love her,” Thea wrote.
Kim Brooks is the author of “Small Animals: Parenthood in the Age of Fear.”
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