The day the appointment came, I was very scared. My parents went with me and as we were driving into the parking lot, a man came up to the car and threw a poster on the windshield so we couldn't see where we were going, nice for a "pro-life" person to try and make us crash huh? As I got out of the car, there were maybe 10 men that started yelling things at me. I was a killer; my parents were killers, the normal stuff. Then they took it to a new level and started to throw big rocks at me! I found this so strange because I was always told that "Pro Life" people wanted to protect life, not hurt it. But they didn't care! They kept throwing rocks and yelling things. My Dad actually had my head between his side and his arm because they were trying to hit me in the head. I got in and talked to the nurse about my decision. I was there for about 3 hours before the procedure took place.… This is not a religious issue, it is a health issue. For anyone to think that making this decision was really easy is just wrong. But it was the best decision for me and it was MY decision and if I had to do it over again, I would. I will fight for the Pro-choice movement until the day I die.