Thursday, May 27, 2010

uncomforting statistics

I just finished reading the book, "An Exact Replica of a Figment of my Imagination" by Elizabeth McCracken. The writer shares her story about delivering her first son, stillborn in France. She writes about her pregnancy, birth, and thoughts after. I loved her writing.

In one of the chapters she is already pregnant with her second child after losing her first and is in the OB office for a check-up. She is asked if she would like to have an amniocentesis done to check for any genetic abnormalities...
"I mean," I said to Dr. Knoeller, "we figured we might as well. I guess. I don't know. What do you think?"  
Well, she said, the real question was if we had the amnio, and the results were normal, but it was one of the one in two hundred pregnancies that miscarried after the procedure, how would we feel?  
We were stunned into silence, because of course that was the question. Even if you rephrased it--as Edward pointed out, one in two hundred sounds worse than one half of one percent because with the former you visualize acual people--we weren't willing to risk it. Once you've been on the losing side of great odds, you never find statistics comforting again.
And how true that is. Odds for the worst case scenario almost make us twinge now, because over and over that is what happened for Olive.

All of these statistics were based on studies done in America. Olive was born in Thailand, and had her initial treatment there at a less than ideal NICU. So I'm sure some of these statistics aren't completely valid for our specific scenario.

1) What percentage of premature babies are born between 28-31 weeks? 10% (1)

2) What are the odds that a baby born at 28 weeks will survive? 96%. That means Olive was in the 4% of babies that die. (1)

3) What are the odds that after giving a pre-term baby surfactant that they will have a pulmonary hemorrhage? 1.47%. Yup...that 1.47% was Olive. (3)

4) What is the percentage of pre-term babies who have level four brain hemorrhages? "The incident of grade III or IV IVH (intraventricular hemorrhage) is only 2% of infants born AFTER 25 weeks."  (2) We were told that it  has been years since the NICU in Chiang Rai, Bangkok, or even in the States had seen a brain hemorrhage as severe as Olive's.

5) What are the odds that a baby will get meningitis two days before an international evacuation? Hard to find the answer to this one, but I'm guessing its probably in the very small rarely ever happens range.

6) What are the odds that a Thai opthamologist will stop in the middle of laser eye surgery due to a power outage and not go back and finish the job? Not sure, but I would guess and hope they are low.

7) What is the percentage that a shunt will break? 1.01% according to one study (5)

8) And are the odds that a child will contract an infection from a VP shunt? According to one study in 2006, I found that the risk is about 3.98% (4).

9) What are the odds that your baby will be buried on a plot that has already been sold to another individual, and that she will need to be dug up, and reburied? Yup, that's right. Unbelievable. Pretty sure the risk of that is low, but sweet little Olive can't even get a break after she dies. My parents are going to be there when this happens to make sure the young amish teenager who will be digging is gentle, careful, and respectful with her coffin. Neither Rusty or I wanted to be there...just makes me feel strange inside.


So all this to say, while some people rest in the comfort of statistics being on their side, I am now rather fearful of even those little eency weensy 1% risks that once felt reassuring. 

References:

(1) http://www.marchofdimes.com/professionals/14332_1157.asp

(2)http://books.google.com/booksid=pM1l6cQBT7oC&pg=PA203&lpg=PA203&dq=what+percentage+of+preemies+have+hydrocephalus&source=bl&ots=91KviDux00&sig=l0MyClZjCnWJS54q3psoht7ZVN0&hl=en&ei=AKL8S7Qikfgx1qOZ3wc&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=5&ved=0CCcQ6AEwBA#v=onepage&q&f=false

(3) http://www.cps.ca/english/statements/FN/fn05-01.htm#risks

(4) http://www.bioline.org.br/pdf?mb06010

(5) http://www.springerlink.com/content/hl3760h335325001/

(6) http://www.nichd.nih.gov/womenshealth/research/pregbirth/preterm.cfm

16 comments:

Unknown said...

Well well let me be the first to comment.....


ARE YOU FREAKING kidding me?? WHAT!?? The poor poor baby. YOU poor souls!!! Could they not use a different burial place? And your poor parents. This has to be like .001 % of a chance that it would happen...sorry it happened to you 2....after everything.

Betsy said...

Oh Lynette, I'm so sorry. Our hearts continue to be heavy for you- We just continue to pray that Jesus would hold you close, especially in moments like these.

Scott and Shawna said...

Olive's story is really unbelievable... if this was the script for a movie people wouldn't buy it. Yet, you have lived through every heartbreak.

I am so sorry.

Ron Polinder said...

Shawna's comment reminds us that "truth is stranger than fiction."

Dad

Melissa said...

Sweet Olive is truly one in a trillion ... in every way.

Anonymous said...

yes, 1 in a trillion! She is very special and unique. God works in ways that we cannot even imagine. I pray that you find comfort and peace.

Kara said...

Oh honey,
My heart is still so full for you and Rusty. I think of you often and precious little Olive. My prayers are full for you, too. Love you all.

Megan said...

I don't know what else to say except that I am so, so sorry that Olive has to be moved after she was put to rest.

Heather said...

this is all heartbreaking. loving you all!

Unknown said...

As I just finished my monthly emotional breakdown of failing at motherhood, something brought me to the computer & to your blog. I don't even know what to say...I'm sitting here bawling my eyes out b/c I get no break and then I read about your life of heartbreak and I'm so sorry. Sorry that I think I've got it rough...sorry hell has been knocking on your door since September...sorry Satan won't give up...but your strength amazes me... you lift ME up when I'm down...and so does Olive...she IS one lucky girl! Oh please keep being strong and sharing when you feel led...your writing is beautiful and puts life into perspective in a way that is so painfully real...he gives & takes away as he sees fit...cherish every moment...I think I forget that too often, thank you Rusty,Lynette & Olive Hope for helping me to remember.

Becky said...

I am so sorry. Every once in a while, I find myself visiting your blog and I see Olive's huge eyes and scrunchy little face. My biggest fear in the NICU, aside from a brain bleed, was NEC. Sometimes statistics stink - when you are on the loosing side.....I am thankful that God never saw Olive as a statistic, but rather a wonderfully woven creation.

Anonymous said...

I don't know why my comment was deleted, it was not vindictive or bad. It was honest. I wish all of you well and will continue to pray for you. I hope you find happiness in the future sometime.

Marti B.

Ashley said...

Oh Lynette! My heart is so heavy for you! Reading all of these makes me realize how unfair life can be. I am so very sorry. Praying for you!

Irene said...

I turned to your blog on uncomforting statistics. I was again reminded that life is not fair and it never will be. You see I know all about those statistics. When my son was born the doctor said I should have miscarried, that seeing this birth defect was extremely rare and it was probably because most were miscarried. Not comforting.
When I had my first bout with cancer the surgeon told me that my frozen section showed that my tumor was 99% benign. It wasn't.
When they did the lumpectomy, he told me that he was certain because it was so tiny that it would not be in the lymph nodes so I didn't even have to think about chemo. He was wrong. Even my oncologists said they couldn't understand it, I didn't fit into the norm. So I do know a bit about statistics and as you, have been wary for many years because I have been that statistic more than once.
Yet I realize that I can't live in continual fear. I am continually challenged even today, to rely on faith. On the faith that God knows me so much better than I know myself and that he will never leave me, but will walk with me each day. Believe me, it's not easy, I still ask why, I still worry about things that have not happened, I stumble and fall, but there are moments of comfort, such as my grandaughter curling up in my lap and smothering me with kisses. God has also given me great joy. Bless you both.

tammy said...

so sorry Lynette

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