From one woman who had an abortion:
“We got inside to a waiting room. I couldn’t stop crying. I realize now I was looking for help. I was looking for someone to say, “You can have this baby, and it will be okay.”
When they called my name I went into a back room. I was shocked at how many girls were there! Some were very young, and each one looked sad and frightened. I still couldn’t stop crying, and I had difficulty breathing.
A nurse took me out of the room and sat me in an office across the desk from a rather stern looking woman in a nurse’s uniform. She looked over her glasses at me and said, “You don’t seem like you really want to do this. Are you sure about this?”
I told her, “My mom will kill me if she finds out, and I’m afraid because I started doing some drugs.”
She just said, “Okay,” and instructed me to go back into the holding room.…
In one room I was put on the table with stirrups before the doctor breezed in. When he tried to examine me, I couldn’t keep still on the table. He rose to his feet, glared at me over my knees, and yelled at me. “If you don’t spread your legs, you won’t get this abortion.” I started to cry again. His treatment was so shocking and devastating; I knew I had to leave. But I didn’t.”
Barbara Horak Real Abortion Stories: The Hurting and the Healing (El Paso, Texas: Strive for the Best Publishing, 2007) 54Share on Facebook