Fragile Beginnings: Discoveries and Triumphs in the Newborn ICU [NOOK Book]

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This is a gripping medical narrative that brings readers into the complex world of newborn intensive care, where brilliant but imperfect doctors do all they can to coax life into their tiny, injured patients. Dr. Adam Wolfberg--journalist, physician specializing in high-risk pregnancies, and father to a child born weighing under two pounds--describes his daughter Larissa's precipitous birth at six months, which left her tenuously hanging on to life in an incubator. Ultrasound had diagnosed a devastating ...
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Overview

This is a gripping medical narrative that brings readers into the complex world of newborn intensive care, where brilliant but imperfect doctors do all they can to coax life into their tiny, injured patients. Dr. Adam Wolfberg--journalist, physician specializing in high-risk pregnancies, and father to a child born weighing under two pounds--describes his daughter Larissa's precipitous birth at six months, which left her tenuously hanging on to life in an incubator. Ultrasound had diagnosed a devastating hemorrhage in her brain that doctors reasoned would give her only a 50 percent chance of having a normal IQ. With the knowledge that their daughter could be severely impaired for life, Adam and his wife, Kelly, consider whether to take Larissa off life-support.

As they make decisions about live-saving care in the first hours of a premature infant's life, doctors and parents must grapple with profound ethical and scientific questions: Who should be saved? How aggressively should doctors try to salvage the life of a premature baby, who may be severely neurologically and physically impaired? What will that child's quality of life be like after millions of dollars are spent saving him or her? Wolfberg explores the fits and starts of physicians, government policy makers, and lawyers who have struggled over the years to figure out the best way to make these wrenching decisions. 

Through Larissa's early hospital course and the struggle to decide what is best for her, Wolfberg examines the limitations of newborn intensive-care medicine, neuroplasticity, and decision making at the beginning of life.  Featuring high-profile scientific topics and explanatory medical reporting, this is the first book to explore the profound emotional and ethical issues raised by advancing technology that allows us to save the lives of increasingly undeveloped preemies.
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Publishers Weekly
They are the littlest patients, facing daunting survival odds and, if they beat those, a lifetime of physical and mental hurdles. But the stories of extremely premature infants—the 2% born before 32 weeks of gestation—could have no better narrator than Wolfberg, a Tufts Medical Center obstetrician. Wolfberg’s own daughter, Larissa, was born three months prematurely, and is the focus of this astounding history of the advances in neonatal medical care, and understanding the brain’s ability to adapt to injury. This story is one of hope: the death rate for very premature babies has fallen dramatically thanks to groundbreaking advances in preventing the collapse of immature lungs and better use of oxygen, among others. Yet the challenges still remaining are daunting, particularly complications that cause cerebral palsy. Wolfberg describes research holding great promise and reviews the ethics of caring for infants whose hold on life is so tenuous, showing how the environment of the newborn nursery has shifted from one in which caregivers and parents had autonomy in decision-making to one open to controversy, disagreements, and court intervention. Wolfberg celebrates each milestone in this important field of medicine—and in nine-year-old Larissa’s remarkable life. (Feb.)
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"A page-turner for any parent of a premature infant."—Boston Globe

“Midway through Dr. Adam Wolfberg's internship, his daughter is born severely premature. Suddenly he finds himself on the other side of the medical curtain, navigating the terrifying maze of life-threatening illness. From his unique vantage point as physician and parent, Wolfberg brings us inside neonatology and intensive care units, on a journey that is both heart-wrenching and eye-opening. Honest, perceptive, engaging.”—Danielle Ofri, MD, PhD, author of Medicine in Translation and Singular Intimacies

“ [An] honest, heart-wrenching yet hopeful account.”—Isis Parenting

“Writing with a physician’s acuity and a father’s compassion, Adam Wolfberg presents a clear-eyed view of the challenges facing premature infants and their families, as well as the harrowing world of newborn intensive care. His honesty will be welcomed by anyone who has navigated this treacherous course.”—Elizabeth Mehren, Professor of Journalism, Boston University, and author of Born Too Soon

 "Adam Wolfberg is uniquely qualified to write this powerful, illuminating, and much-needed book. By blending the fears and hopes of his personal story with the knowledge and insight of his professional experience, he takes readers through every aspect of the newborn intensive care unit. Truth, unsweetened by sentimentality, informs every page. I learned far more than I imagined there was to learn while being so caught up in his daughter's journey that I couldn't put the book down."—Rachel Simon, author of The Story of a Beautiful Girl
 

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780807095515
  • Publisher: Beacon
  • Publication date: 2/7/2012
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 573,127
  • File size: 225 KB

Meet the Author

Adam J. Wolfberg, MD, MPH, is a specialist in high-risk obstetrics at Tufts Medical Center and an assistant professor at Tufts University School of Medicine. His research into fetal brain injury is supported by grants from the National Institutes of Health and private foundations. Wolfberg has been a contributor to Newsweek, the Chicago Tribune, Slate, WSJOnline, and the Boston Globe Sunday Magazine. He is a physician spokesperson for the March of Dimes.
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From Chapter 1

A vaulted ceiling rises five stories over the lobby of the Brigham and Women’s Hospital, its skylights illuminating the entrance to one of Harvard Medical School’s flagship institutions. Approximately twenty-five times every day, a small but joyous parade descends from one of the postpartum floors and crosses the two hundred feet of polished tile that stretches from the maternity wing to the hospital entrance.

First comes an orderly pushing a wheelchair bearing a new mother who holds her swaddled newborn in her arms. Next comes another aide driving a cart piled high with flowers, cards, assorted baby gifts, and the usual infant paraphernalia: diapers, formula, a blanket, pacifiers. Last comes the beaming father, suitcase in hand, carrying whatever doesn’t fit on the cart.

The procession pauses just before the revolving doors, and the father is dispatched to the parking garage. Soon the car pulls up, and the group moves out to the driveway; the new mother is lovingly strapped into the passenger seat and the baby carefully buckled into a car seat behind her. Quickly, luggage, gifts, and flowers are loaded, and the family drives away.

This is the way childbearing is supposed to happen. Twice before, Kelly had ridden that wheelchair holding a healthy newborn. Understandably, she thought that having a child was a relatively uncomplicated affair: a couple tries to get pregnant and eventually succeeds. Nine months later, a healthy baby is born, and after a few days’ recuperation, they go home together.

But after Larissa was born, Kelly rode the wheelchair across the lobby alone.

January 10

Kelly steered her Ford Explorer through the slow curve as Storrow Drive swung under the Boston University Bridge and entered the stretch of highway that she liked best in the morning. Next to her, the Charles River widened, and up ahead, the sun bounced off the skyscrapers and shimmered across the ice. Behind her, three-year­old Hannah, her younger child, was cheerfully holding up her end of a conversation.

“We have turtles, Mommy. We have turtles in a box, Mommy. It’s my turn to feed the turtles, Mommy.”

“What do you feed the turtles, Hanni?”

“Food, Mommy.”

“What do turtles eat, Hanni?”

“They eat turtle food, Mommy.”

“Of course they do, Hanni. I’ll bet you are very good at feeding the turtles.”

Before long, they arrived at Hannah’s nursery school. Parking places were in short supply, so Kelly parked in the shopping plaza across the street. She had a long mental to-do list, and as she got Hannah out of the car, she added one more item—pick up some milk at the Stop & Shop before she left so she could get her ticket validated and exit for free.

“Hold my hand, love.” They carefully crossed two lanes of Cam­bridge Street, squeezing into the space on the median strip between two snowbanks. There was a break in the traffic and they dashed across to the other side.

Kelly had come to enjoy the daily trip into Boston. The build­ings, the traffic, and the streets lined with restaurants, dry cleaners, and coffee shops gave her a dose of urban living that she sometimes missed amid the setback suburban homes in her neighborhood with clipped lawns now covered by un-mussed snow.

Wrapped in layers against the January weather, they made their way to Hannah’s classroom. At first, Hannah clung to Kelly’s leg and pushed her face into Kelly’s coat.

“Hello, Priscilla.” Kelly greeted one of Hannah’s favorite teach­ers warmly. “You have another boring day planned for the children? A whole lot of sitting around?”

“That’s what we’ll do today,” Priscilla said, smiling. “A whole lot of sitting and staring out the window. We will do our best to have no fun at all.”

Hannah’s face emerged. She looked up at Priscilla, then at Kelly, then back at Priscilla, and started to smile. She loosened her grip.

“Want to read a book, Mommy?”

“You know it.” They chose Guess How Much I Love You off the shelves and went to the reading area with its low couches and pil­lows. Awkwardly, Kelly lowered herself onto the couch. “Renee, Ella, Alex, do you want to read with us?” she asked some of Han­nah’s friends whose parents had already departed. Ella came over and sat down.

When the story about the father hare and his son was over, Hannah and Ella wandered off to the sand table.

A mother dressed in a business suit came in with her son in tow. “Hi, Sarah,” said Kelly, and she couldn’t help comparing the woman’s perfectly tailored suit with the drab maternity dress from Target that she had hurriedly donned before hustling Hannah and ten-year-old Grace out the door and into the car. Between dropping Grace in front of the neighborhood elementary school and heading downtown, Kelly had managed to apply lipstick using the visor mir­ror, but her hair was still just hastily pulled back in a tight elastic.

“Hi, Kelly,” Sarah said, glancing at Kelly’s abdomen. “You look great.” Then she turned to her son and kissed him. “’Bye, Sammy. Mommy’s got to run.” As she extricated herself from her son’s em­brace, she said to Kelly, “God, I hate always rushing off.”

And then she waved a carefully manicured hand at Kelly with the apologetic look of a working mother on a tight schedule.

“I know what you mean,” Kelly started to say, but Sarah was already too far away to hear.

Kelly stayed and watched the kids for a few more minutes; when the children were called to circle time, she quietly slipped out of the classroom, made a quick stop at the supermarket, and headed to her car.

The next stop was across town at Brigham and Women’s Hos­pital; she had a long prenatal appointment during which she would have a blood test for gestational diabetes, a common condition she had had during her pregnancy with Hannah. Kelly was twenty-six weeks along in her pregnancy, and she was pretty sure she’d fail the test and be required to start the restrictive diabetic diet to control her blood-sugar levels and avoid insulin injections. She smiled as she recalled her carbohydrate binge of the previous day, which she’d relished in the full knowledge that it might be her last for several months.

Kelly pulled into the parking lot, checked in at the clinic, and had her first blood sample drawn. Then she drank the super-sweet cola that challenged her body’s ability to metabolize sugar and sat down to wait exactly one hour until the next blood sample was taken. She pulled a manila folder out of her bag and began to read through the information she’d printed out from the website of Bos­ton Children’s Hospital, where she would interview the following week.

Before leaving Baltimore to move to Boston, Kelly had com­pleted the coursework for a doctorate in psychology. As a student, she had excelled at working with children who suffered from chronic diseases such as kidney failure, cerebral palsy, and severe develop­mental delay. She was pleased when the best children’s hospital in Baltimore had aggressively recruited her for her required one-year internship, the last thing that stood between her and her degree. But instead of taking that coveted position, Kelly had put her own career on hold and moved to Boston—so I, her former-journalist husband who had just graduated from medical school, could do my residency in obstetrics and gynecology at Harvard-affiliated Brigham and Women’s Hospital.
Our plan was working perfectly—Kelly was helping our girls adjust to a new city and was pregnant with our third child during this year after our move to Boston and before her anticipated return to work. She had applied widely to internship programs in Boston and found that her success in Baltimore was opening doors in her new hometown. Leaders of the top programs in the city offered her interviews, and when the calls from internship directors eager to have her join them followed her visits to their hospitals, Kelly real­ized she would have her pick of jobs.

A young phlebotomist with a bored look on her face called Kelly in for her second blood draw. This one hurt, as the woman missed the vein on the first jab and had to reposition the needle. Kelly went back to her reading and waited for the third blood draw, an hour later.

At some point during the next hour, it occurred to her that she had not felt the baby move for some time. As the minutes ticked by, Kelly started to become anxious. Then there was a kick and a twitch as the baby shifted position. Kelly picked up her reading again, but her anxiety didn’t dissipate entirely. Perhaps it was the fact that she had been required to fast since the previous evening because of the blood test. After the third blood draw, she paged me.

“Hey, what are you doing?” she said, trying to sound relaxed.

When she called, I’d just finished seeing a patient in the emer­gency room two floors below where Kelly was, so I was able to take a break.

“I’m just downstairs. I’ll be up in a minute.”

I found Kelly sitting forward in her chair trying to concentrate on the sheaf of papers in her hand.

“I’m sure it’s nothing,” she said. “It just doesn’t feel right.”

“What do you mean? Is the baby moving?”

“Yes, she just moved, but something doesn’t feel right.” She didn’t look all right.

“I’m sure it’s fine,” I said, still in my practiced reassuring-phy­sician mode. “Let’s go have a look.” I took Kelly’s hand and led her through the reception area of the obstetrics clinic, past a few women who were waiting to be seen, and found an exam room that was un­occupied. Kelly climbed onto the table while I retrieved one of the
portable ultrasound machines from the hallway. Then together, we looked at our baby happily ensconced in Kelly’s protuberant belly.

Larissa was moving intermittently, reaching out to touch the uterine wall, then touching her tiny face with fingers that were each perfectly formed but no larger than a piece of macaroni. As we watched, she brought her legs up and then kicked, which made Kelly smile as she felt the movement we could both see on the screen. We gazed for a few minutes at our oblivious child suspended in amni­otic fluid, watching her reach and turn and make the other normal movements of a developing fetus that indicate a healthy pregnancy.

Kelly smiled and looked up at me. “I feel better.” The inexpli­cable stress that had been building since she arrived at Brigham and Women’s began to dissipate. She had her last blood draw and headed straight for the cafeteria. A few minutes later she was on her way back across town to the nursery school, eating a sandwich and listening to a National Public Radio call-in show featuring rescuers of a recent disaster. Yet somehow, inside her SUV with the heat on full blast, Kelly felt insulated from what was still raw.

January 11

Early the following morning, exactly three months and two days be­fore her April due date, Kelly was awakened by an uncomfortable sensation. It began like dull menstrual cramps, and then her lower abdomen tightened to the point of pain before slowly relaxing, leav­ing a hollow ache behind.

This happened repeatedly, and for a long time, Kelly lay in the dark waiting for the cramps to go away, certain that this unusual sen­sation was just another in the catalog of pregnancy oddities. When my alarm rang, and I stumbled to the shower, she feigned sleep.

Contractions before the due date are not necessarily unusual; in fact, isolated contractions are common in the last months of preg­nancy as the uterus prepares for labor by tightening and relaxing the muscles that will be called on to push the baby through the birth canal. They generally dissipate quickly. But these contractions in­creased in strength to the point that Kelly was becoming uncom­fortable. She struggled to stay calm as her abdomen kept tightening
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Table of Contents

Chapter 1) Fragile Beginnings
Chapter 2) Critical Hours
Chapter 3) Gifted Hands
Chapter 4) “The Degree of Impairment Is Difficult to Predict”
Chapter 5) Injury, and What Follows
Chapter 6) Whose Choice?
Chapter 7) Is Your Life Good?
Chapter 8) The Recovery Pathway
Chapter 9) Making It Routine
Chapter 10) Gains of Function
Chapter 11) The Plasticity Treadmill
Chapter 12) Living the Dream

Acknowledgments
Notes
Index
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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 11, 2012

    Excellent read for those interested in babies, preemies or medicine.

    Though not a book most expectant mothers should add to their reading list, Fragile Beginnings provides insight into the difficult decisions that clinicians and families must make when working with these tiny, fragile babies.
    What does quality of life mean to a parent desperate to hold their only baby? Should extraordinary means be used for babies on the very edge of viability? What is the NICU experience like for parents? What supports and care considerations can help parents and babies?
    With one out of ten babies born prematurely in the US, these are important (and expensive) topics to consider. Dr. Wolfberg offers a unique perspective by sharing both personal and professional experiences, making this book especially valuable and compelling.
    Nancy Holtzman RN BSN IBCLC RLC

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 17, 2012

    This is an excellent book that can be read at many levels. The

    This is an excellent book that can be read at many levels. The author is an OB who, early in his residency, was faced with the extremely premature and difficult delivery of his third daughter. He is able to bring both the professional perspective of an MD and the personal one of a parent into focus for the reader, showing among other things how vulnerable the physicians themselves can be to the difficult decisions required by extreme prematurity. This is not a self-help book for the layperson facing such a situation, but read carefully, it will bring into the focus the questions that should be asked and give the confidence to ask them. Those with some scientific or philosophical background will be intrigued and excited by the new insights into neuro-plasticity that are changing the clinical protocols for these babies almost daily with positive results. Those of us who engage in the study and practice of medical ethics will find a wealthy resource for the classroom. Every reader will discover why these smallest, most vulnerable persons among us should not be prematurely dismissed.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 24, 2013

    Not always sure what the purpose of this book was

    While I enjoyed the background story of the author's struggle w/ his extremely preterm daughter, the author rambled quite a bit leaving the reader wondering what the author's purpose was in writing the book. Was it catharsis? Was it to tell the story of his daughter? Was it to review the current research? Was it to show what great parents they are because they sought out modes of treatment that most parents don't have the resources to seek out? I am not sure. Portions of the book are very moving and to some degree heart wrenching but then the author immediately breaks the spell he has you under by going off on a tangent about something that at times seems completely unrelated.

    The book includes a lot of research review which may turn many readers off. I enjoyed reading the research review but thought it was not woven into the story very well. I feel for the author and his daughter's struggles but this book could have used a few more edits and rewrites and then probably would have been a great read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 4, 2012

    Not sure what audience this book was meant for.

    The story of Larissa is well written, but if you are looking for guidance about your own experience with a premature birth, this book will be too technical/scientific to understand. I found that I consistently skipped multiple pages filled with medical history and quickly got lost in the jargon. This book defines success in perserverance, but not written for those that are not well versed in medicine.

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