The Deception Of Early Genetic Screening

Heather Creekmore

I'll never forget the smell of the office or those green leather chairs we sat in, nervously fidgeting as we awaited some news.

I sat on the table with my stomach exposed and covered with a cold gel. My first early ultrasound with baby number three was complete. Unlike any of my previous ultrasounds, this tech remained silent the entire time. As she wiped some of the goo off me, she said the doctor would talk to us about the results. I'd had a miscarriage just six months earlier. I knew something had to be wrong.

The tech then directed my husband and I to the adjacent office where we waited for the doctor—not my doctor, but the doctor supervising the ultrasounds—to tell us what they found.

The results? Everything looked good.

But wait? Why all the drama if the baby is fine?

What followed confused me. With a very serious tone, the doctor attempted to persuade us to have genetic testing. Since I was now thirty-five (and classified as "advanced maternal age") there was a “much higher chance” that something would be wrong with the baby. He strongly advised me to get the tests so we could, "know and make the best decisions for our future . . ."

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