Shortly after my husband and I met, I had surgery on my cervix, and was told by my gynecologist and several other doctors that I would have difficulty getting pregnant, and if I did get pregnant, I would have trouble carrying a child to term.
I found out I was pregnant on April 24, 2010. I was 21 at the time; I was so shocked thinking “oh it can’t happen to me.”
All of these anti-abortion people have no idea what it's like...to be pregnant and abandoned and have no money and no support system. Sure, they'll urge you to stay pregnant, but when that baby comes, who is going to take care of you?
We were grateful that science was able to give us the facts we needed and grateful that a physician was there to support us in our very tough and personal decision.
In early December of 2006, a confluence of events caused a long-held dam to burst around my and my closest friend’s experience with our abortions (mine being 23 years earlier, in 1983, when I was 19).