Anonymous wrote:I wonder what people mean by a swarm of students. Literally, one student is assigned to you.
During my delivery at GW the attending OB had 4 residents with her and the lead midwife had one student midwife, so that was at least 5 extra people who were coming and going in my room and gawking at me like a freak show and who seemed weirdly excited by the complications of my delivery, which was insanely stressful for me. This was especially true given that I was frightened for my own life and my daughter’s and also trying for an unmedicated vaginal birth and was completely naked for most of the end because after a day of unmedicated labor I felt like I was dying and was in so much pain I could not force myself to muster the energy to put on a hospital gown.
During the birth itself there was at least 15 staff people in the room, and 5 of those were learners. Needless to say it was awful. I had an instrumental birth and the excitement in the room was palpable from the learners who could barely contain their glee. The fact that I was terrified my child was coming out brain dead after hours of decels and non-reassuring HR and my lack of pain relief from a botched epidural was certainly not anything anyone cared about. It made me realize just how horrible it is to be a case of medical interest, and I felt dehumanized by the experience and treated less like a person and more of a learning opportunity for students who didn’t see me as a person but as something to further their own skills on. I also felt like being in a teaching hospital made the staff doing the teaching far more focused on the learners than giving good patient care to the actual patient at hand. To them, I felt more like a prop.
When I had my next baby at Sibley I had a fair bit of trauma to overcome from that experience. I ended up needing a scheduled C section which I was terrified about, but which was shockingly civilized compared to
my first birth which I absolutely felt debased by. My new, kind and very experienced OB had each staff person introduce themself to me ahead of time and everyone there was extremely professional and kind. That left me with a pleasant memory of the experience as I was focused solely on getting through the surgery and meeting my child instead of being a Guinea pig. And everyone respected my dignity during the surgery and postpartum, something sadly lacking at GW.
If given a choice, I will never willingly go to a teaching hospital again after my first experience. Being someone’s Guinea pig is not something I ever want to repeat.
And for what it’s worth - my own dad, who had a hip replacement surgery done at a teaching hospital in another state last year- had a similarly poor experience. Despite being reassured that the doctor who he sought out for his expertise would be the one performing his surgery, when he reviewed his surgical notes it was actually a supervised student who had done it. Needless to say, he was pissed off and reflected that at a teaching hospital, he should have known better and not trusted the doctor.