A British student nurse named Amy Quinn describes a rotation at a hospital that did abortions:
“While a third-year student nurse at a London teaching hospital, I was sent to work on a gynae ward. Entering the sluice on my first shift I was surprised, not to say horrified, to see a dead foetus of about 14 or 15 weeks’ gestation in a plastic bowl, and this set off the tone of my 13 weeks on the ward. The staff were hearty but callow; whether they were attracted to the job because of these traits or they resulted from it, I just don’t know. It is unnecessary to expound on the cruelty of the juxtaposition of girls having “terminations” and those who have lost wanted babies or who are dying from diseases to their reproductive organs, which may have been useless to them, but it never ceased to be distasteful. Likewise, it was an unhappy experience to meet friendly, jolly girls of my own age, who put finishing a secretarial course or not ruining their social life above the lives of their expected children.”
Mary Kenny Abortion: The Whole Story (London: Quartet Books, 1986) 268-269
