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The nurse at Pl@nned P@renthood told me that she and her husband are trying to have a baby. Perhaps it was too personal a question, but I asked her if it wasn't hard trying to conceive a child while advising teenagers and grown women who decide to terminate their own pregnancies. She told me that she had had to do two abortion counseling sessions on the due date of a miscarried baby.
The pregnancy test was mostly a formality, but I'm glad for several reasons that it turned out negative. Both Kevin and I make less than $1,000 a month, and we live in two different countries. Also, I am not sure that I would want to readily discard something that this amazing, strong woman who I respect so much so greatly wants to have.
At the risk of offending my readers I will admit that I had an abortion when I was 19. I went into my appointment today feeling pretty certain that the test results would be negative (When I was pregnant before I was always sick, moody, etc. I am experiencing none of that now.), but how would I have reacted if she had come out of the back room and said, "Well, you're pregnant. What now?" I definitely did not want to be the type of girl who sought the man (Well, with Pl@nned P@arenthood it's technically a woman. They only employ female doctors and nurses.) with the vacuum cleaner to take care of my problems not once, but twice. The first time was hard enough.
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