I was about to enter my senior year of college.
I was dating a man whom I’d met the previous winter, and we’d decided to remain in Boston that summer, as he already shared a flat there with a roommate, also from Riverside, California.
I realized there was something wrong when I simply could not stay awake during a one-day job I’d gotten through a friend in school. When I went to the health services department of my boyfriend’s university, I learned that I was, indeed, pregnant. The sleepiness was the first symptom. After we considered our options (and, thankfully, there were options open to me as a resident of a northeast metropolitan area) I went to the clinic located in Boston. I had an initial appointment during which a compassionate, kind OB/GYN confirmed my pregnancy. I made an appointment for the following Saturday.
My boyfriend remained in the waiting room while a nurse accompanied me into the small operating room, where another nurse and the doctor smiled at me and made me as comfortable as possible.
When we went to the clinic that Saturday morning, a lone (thankfully, though not surprisingly) woman standing outside, and she tried, unsuccessfully, to change my mind. My boyfriend remained in the waiting room while a nurse accompanied me into the small operating room, where another nurse and the doctor smiled at me and made me as comfortable as possible. The procedure was a “basic” D&C, and was completed in about fifteen minutes. I rested for a little while, then was escorted back to the waiting room, where my boyfriend took my hand and we walked back to the flat. The protester was nowhere to be seen.
I have since carried a pregnancy to term and am now the proud mother of a young woman who has the world open to her. I intend to keep it that way by protecting her ability to pursue whatever profession or passion she wants. If that includes parenthood, that will be fine, but I’ve already made sure to tell there that there is no circumstance in which I would ever want her to feel pressured to carry a pregnancy to term if that is not something that she for which feels absolutely passionate.