One woman gives an account of her abortion:
“I went to a doctor’s office and picked up literature on “choices.” An abortion was described as a simple procedure… In and out in one afternoon… No complications… Removal of tissue. So I decided to have the “procedure.”…
A nurse strapped my feet into high stirrups, and it began. A doctor, who never spoke to me, forced what felt like the blunt end of a branding iron into my vagina so hard the pain caused my head to jerk backwards against the table. He shoved this metal rod in again, and again, and again. I could feel him scraping inside my uterus. Noise exploded in my head! A roar like a loud vacuum sweeper. A sucking noise like a dentist’s suction instrument. Slapping sounds like someone clapping their hands right next to my ear. I thought it would never end.
I screamed and begged them to stop! I shouted for help! But I wasn’t making a sound; my pleadings were all inside my head. Tears soaked my hair and the table under my head. Finally, the doctor pulled the metal thing out and left the room.…
That night I thrashed around in bed; the whirling, sucking, slapping noises roaring in my head. When I did sleep, horrible nightmarish dreams kept repeating themselves.
Then the crying started. A baby’s cry. I checked Sara [her daughter]. She was sound asleep. I looked everywhere in our tiny apartment for the baby… I realized there was no baby! I slumped to the floor next to my bed sobbing. Every night for months, the baby cried.… I asked myself 1000 times, “How could I have done such a thing? Why did I agree to have an abortion?”
Barbara Horak Real Abortion Stories: The Hurting and the Healing (El Paso, Texas: Strive for the Best Publishing, 2007) 33 – 34Share on Facebook