[Homestead] Schizophrenic religious looneys

tvoivozhd tvoivozd at infionline.net
Mon Feb 7 09:29:18 EST 2005

Religiobabblers have a knee-jerk fit if a waitress has an abortion to 
protcct her children from going hungry, losing the roof over their heads 
and becoming street persons (the rich don't have to pay any attention to 
the religiobabblers, and don't).

The fact is (schizophrenic religiobabblers don't like any kind of facts) 
fifty percent of pregnancies end in miscarriage. Do you ever hear a 
religiobabbler rail against god-duh for god-duh abortions? Of course 
not---that is a prime characteristic of religiobabblers, thou shalt not 
blame an all-seeing, all-knowing, all-powerful god-duh for anything.


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    * When a couple's dream fades
    After his wife's miscarriages, a journalist turns to science for
    answers and finds more questions
    *- Reviewed by Selina O'Grady
    Sunday, January 16, 2005

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    Coming to Term

    Uncovering the Truth

    About Miscarriage

    By Jon Cohen


    If you have ever descended into miscarriage hell, you probably felt,
    along with the bewilderment and grief, that every woman in the world
    was having a baby without difficulty except you. Actually,
    miscarriage in healthy mothers is as common as having a baby.

    But we've discovered this only in the past 20 years, thanks to
    ultrasound probes and home pregnancy kits that have revealed
    previously unsuspected miscarriages. So what was once a late
    menstrual period we now mourn as a lost baby, as science journalist
    Jon Cohen discovered when his wife miscarried at six weeks.

    Cohen accompanied his wife down the harrowing road of four
    miscarriages, then wrote the book he wished they had been able to
    read during that journey. If you want a self-help book on coping
    with the grief, or a magic cure for the problem of recurrent
    miscarriages (Cohen's main concern), this book is not for you.
    Instead, Cohen has mixed his own and others' experiences with his
    assessment of the current state of our knowledge. Astonishingly, he
    found that we are still fumbling in the dark: Miscarriage medicine
    is more voodoo than science.

    This is what we do know. Half of all miscarriages are due to
    abnormal chromosomes, so these fetuses could probably not have
    survived. There is a clear connection between age, chromosomal
    abnormality and frequency of miscarriage. And there is no evidence
    to connect what you eat, drink, what air you breathe or where you
    work with miscarriage -- despite the best efforts of scaremongering,
    oversimplifying journalists and bad scientific research.

    However, in trying to give an upbeat message, Cohen also may be
    misleading us. If you have had one miscarriage, he tells us, you
    face hardly any increased risk of a second. For recurrent
    miscarriers, the "good news" is that if you have had as many as four
    miscarriages, you are likely (one study puts the likelihood at 70
    percent) to eventually have a baby without any treatment.

    But the odds become worse for those who have suffered five
    miscarriages and for the increasing number of women older than 35
    wanting babies. Furthermore, the "good news" applies only to women
    who have had miscarriages because of abnormal chromosomes. Cruel
    though it sounds, these women are the fortunate ones. Their
    miscarriages are due to bad luck. If they keep trying, they should
    eventually win. But chromosomally abnormal miscarriages make up only
    half the total. We do not really know what causes the other half,
    though it is probably underlying biological problems such as an
    insufficient cervix or uterine abnormalities.

    So Cohen's good news for 70 percent of recurrent miscarriers turns
    out to be dreadful news for the remaining 30 percent. Cohen fails
    where so many science journalists fail -- to give a sense of what
    the numbers mean for those living through the hell of the facts.

    But why do we not yet have a cure? Why are available therapies often
    little better than voodoo? Because, argues Cohen, this is an area so
    laden with emotion that good research is nearly impossible. The
    desperation of the women Cohen meets shrieks from the page. Like
    Claire, who had five miscarriages and used three surrogate mothers,
    or the 38-year-old who after 17 miscarriages is still exploring
    options. In their agony, these women will believe in any type of
    treatment that offers hope, and demand it from their doctor.

    Faced with such agony, there is a huge pressure to provide a cure,
    sometimes on the basis of a terrifyingly poor evaluation. Good
    research is further hampered because these women are particularly
    reluctant to take part in randomized placebo-controlled studies (the
    only way to effectively test a treatment).

    And that is how, with the best intentions, miscarriage medicine
    becomes prescientific quackery. From bed rest, to cerclage (surgery
    on a weak cervix) to uterine surgery, from hormones to immune
    therapy, the unknowns outnumber the knowns. (As a scientist, Cohen
    reluctantly concedes that "tender loving care" alone has been shown
    to have a dramatic impact on preventing recurrent miscarriages.) He
    also acknowledges the irony that the problem is compounded by his
    "good news." For if most women who miscarry three or four times will
    carry to term without any medical intervention, you could prescribe
    chewing gum, or standing on one leg reciting "The Gettysburg
    Address," and the treatment will appear to have worked.

    In the face of such ignorance, Cohen offers two wise pieces of
    advice, though it's advice that will be tough for any woman in
    miscarriage hell to follow. Be skeptical of treatments and avoid
    them if you can, especially if your miscarriages are due to abnormal
    chromosomes. And -- harder still -- try to come to terms with your
    biological fate, for we have less control over it than we would
    like. Easy, of course, for him to say: Cohen and his wife ended
    their journey through hell with three children. •

    /Selina O'Grady is a writer in London./

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