I was just randomly scanning some diaries and I came across one that had some
photographs posted of an anti-abortion rally. One of the pictures was of a
poster that had a picture of an aborted fetus on it.
This disgusted me.
This also made me think of a conversation that my Mom and I had many, many
years ago. When my Mom found out that I was sexually active she sat me
down for the big sex talk. Now, my mother being who she is, this wasn't
the sex talk I was expecting.
Basically she told me that if I got pregnant she wasn't raising it. And I
would be getting rid of it. I said that Hubby and I had discussed what we
would do if I ever got pregnant. I told her that we had come up with some
options but we wouldn't decide on what to do until and if it should happen.
This of course did not satisfy my Mom. She told me that there was no ifs
about it, if I got pregnant I would have an abortion. I told her no.
I told her I'm not the type of person that could do something like that.
She told me that it wasn't a big deal, it's not like it's a real baby yet.
She said to me that I was pro-choice so I should have no problem with having an
abortion.
I tried to explain to her that yes I was pro-choice, that I believed (and still
do) that it is a woman's right to choose, and I choose not to.
For some reason everyone believes that if you are pro-choice than you must be
willing to have an abortion. I'm not, but I still believe that those women
that want an abortion should have the right to not have to skulk around some
back alley, handing their money over to butchers and mutilators. I know
first hand that making abortion illegal isn't going to stop it. When I was
a small child I was at the library with a group of friends. One of my
friends went to use the bathroom, she came out right away and said that there
was something in the toilet and she wanted me to go and see what it was. I
went, it was disgusting and gross. We went to the librarian and told her
what we saw. The police were called. The girl was found bleeding in
an alley behind the library. Someone had taken a coat hanger and performed
an abortion on her, she'd lost the baby in the toilet at the library. The
person that had performed the abortion had also penetrated her uterus, she had
internal bleeding. I remember an ambulance taking her away. I don't
know what happened to her. But I decided right then and there that no
woman should feel that she has no other option than to have that done to her.
She should have been able to go to a doctor, have the procedure performed in a
safe and sanitary environment. She should have been observed for any
complications. She should have been able to have been safe, her body
shouldn't have been mutilated. She should have had options.
But instead her only option was a coat hanger and a massacred uterus.
12:14 a.m. - February 18, 2006
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