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A Modern Prometheus

PUBLISHED: July 31, 2009

Summer holidays are good for many things: sleeping in, time in the sun, and, for some people, writing. Nearly 200 years ago, Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley used her summer travels to Switzerland to develop the idea that eventually became Frankenstein.

Frankenstein FrontispieceWhen it was first published anonymously in 1818, Frankenstein was greeted with less-than-enthusiastic reviews. More attention was devoted to speculation about the author’s identity than any evaluation of the text. The novel was reissued in 1831 with Shelley’s name on the cover page, and now Frankenstein stands with Dracula as one of literature’s most influential monsters. A University of Pennsylvania study identified at least 74 film adaptations of Shelley’s character between 1910-1994.

Shelley imagined her character as the ultimate incarnation of the medically unbelievable, and during the early days of the 19th and even 20th centuries, he probably was. However, science and technology are anything but static, and in 2009 when it comes to jaw-dropping tales of medicine, I can’t help but think that sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.

During my first week as the medical student on the gynecology-oncology service, I wasn’t supposed to be daydreaming in the OR. Most of the time, the medical student experience involves standing, for hours at a time, cutting sutures, suctioning blood and who-knows-what-else, and always retracting, holding the instruments that keep organs and tissue out of the way so the operating surgeons can see what they are doing. It’s exhausting, so on this particular day, I couldn’t believe my good fortune when I was offered a chair. “Sit here,” my resident told me. “There won’t be anything for you to do since they’re using the robot.”

“The robot?” I thought. “Does the patient know about this?” When the surgery began, my right-brain couldn’t banish the thought of Frankenstein, even as my left brain leaned forward for a better view. Laparoscopic surgery—operating through tiny incisions in the body, with the help of a fiber optic camera that displays the view from within—has become more and more common as medical technology has become more sophisticated. Twenty years ago, removing a gallbladder left a ten inch scar.  During my surgery rotation, I scrubbed in on just such a cholecystectomy, and it left the patient with just a pair of one centimeter incisions on her abdomen and a scar buried in her belly button. So I was used to surgery that involved staring at a TV screen and manipulating very tiny and very expensive gadgets. Yet even with laparoscopy, a real surgeon still has to manipulate the tools.


A promotional photo of the Da Vinci from the manufacturer.

A promotional photo of the Da Vinci from the manufacturer.

Then I met the Da Vinci surgical robot, the next iteration of surgical innovation and perhaps a marker for the future of medicine. The problem with laparoscopy is that it forces surgeons to operate in 2-D, confined to the view on the screen. When the Da Vinci is used to operate, the surgeon controls the robot, and the robot controls all of the surgical tools inside of the patient. To operate the robot (and the second generation Da Vinci at our hospital has four arms), the surgeon sits in the corner of the OR, staring through a console that uses the video from the robot cameras to create a 3-D image of the view from inside the patient. Each of the arms moves by flipping a toggle, manipulating hand grips, or pushing pedals with one’s feet. I’m not sure who came up with the concept of the surgical robot, but I suspect it was someone who played a lot of video games as a child (and maybe as an adult…) The best surgeons can precisely control the smallest movements of their fingers, but the robot bests even the most skilled humans, because in translating motion from the console to the mechanical arms, even the most minute of tremors are eliminated.


Watching this for the first time, it was hard not to feel that I’d stepped into an alternate reality. There was the patient, draped like usual, but instead of being surrounded by the surgical team, she was enveloped by the metal arms of a multi-million-dollar robot that vaguely resembled a giant octopus. The anesthesiologist was the only person anywhere near the patient, because the rest of the surgical team was huddled around the screens scattered throughout the OR, eyes darting from the view inside the patient’s abdomen to the robot’s console in the corner, where our attending was pulling on levers, moving his feet, and pressing his face into the eyepieces with all the enthusiasm of the most devoted video gamer. Except he was a surgeon. In the OR. In the midst of dissecting out metastasized ovarian cancer from the surface of a patient’s abdominal blood vessels.

When he stepped away from the console to answer a page, I took the opportunity to sneak a view through the eyepieces. I held my breath as I stared at the view through the console—an intact abdominal cavity from the inside, complete with peristalsing intestines, pulsing aorta, and glistening strands of yellowish abdominal fat.

In the nearly two centuries since Mary Shelley used a fictional creation to wonder about the limits of human technology, the challenges posed by what we can do versus what we should do have only become more complicated. Advances in science and their corresponding applications to medical practice have created ethical quandaries that would have been considered science fiction in the not-so-distant past. At the same time, sometimes technology can also be used to great benefit. As I watched the arms of the Da Vinci twist and turn, seemingly in control of the entire procedure, I couldn’t shake the thought that somehow it just didn’t seem normal for a four-hour surgery to proceed without the surgeon ever touching the patient.

I went on rounds later in the day, and visited the patient. I was anticipating her post-op state to be as bad as that of ovarian cancer patients who have undergone traditional open laparotomies, in which their abdomen is incised from pubic bones to sternum.

“How are you doing?” I asked.

“Oh I’m just fine!” she said, almost cheerfully, alert and clear-eyed from her bed. “How are you?”

I have to conclude that whether or not something is “normal” isn’t the best test of technology. If technology can sometimes be monstrous, it can also at times be magical. Remember: Frankenstein was the scientist, not the monster.


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Abigail · 8 years ago
This article presents an intriguing and entertaining story, especially for others of us who have one foot in literature and one in biological research. However, the application of _Frankenstein_ to the scientific anecdote seems a bit confused. For example, in response to Redig’s conclusion, I think part of the point in the book is that Frankenstein, the scientist, is more monstrous than the actual “monster.” And the book certainly conflates science and magic, to questionable effect (doesn’t Frankenstein study what was considered dark magic and conjuring?). I agree that normality is not the best measure of science, by any means, but I’m not sure the author here is making the point she intends with the final reference (that the scientist can be a force for good). Have we really responded to the question of what we should or should not do with our scientific prowess? Have we truly addressed our discomfort with the idea of invasive surgery being performed without a surgeon’s hand?
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Mandy · 8 years ago
Thanks for the thoughts Abigail…and I do agree with you that the Frankenstein analogy is in reality a lot more complicated given the different themes that Shelley explores in her novel. It is interesting, however, how many medical advances were considered “dark magic” at some point before they became widely accepted. The history of medicine seems to repeat itself throughout the centuries. As for what we do with our scientific capabilities, again a complex question but definitely one that is interesting to consider. In the case of robotic surgery, it seems that part of the answer is simply that as technology expands, so must our expectations of what we do with it. Yes, the surgeon does not touch the patient during the procedure….but the robot does and the robotic arms are a direct extension of the surgeon’s hands. In a way, the robot is the surgeon’s hands perfected since the machine eliminates hand tremors. Is this a departure from the way generations of surgeons were trained? Absolutely. But, does the robot separate the skill and knowledge of a real surgeon from the procedure at hand? Not at all. There was a time when surgery itself was considered a low-class skill, separate from medicine as the physicians of society were those who did not operate. Modern surgery has certainly developed leaps and bounds since that time–and surgical subspecialties are now often some of the most innovative areas in medicine–so we can only wonder where the field will go next. The Da Vinci robots are expensive, but I suspect that they might become more and more commonplace….unless, of course, changes in health care spending affect the options for new technology. And that topic is a blog post in itself!

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