By Sarah Terzo
One woman told her story of a forced abortion:
When I got pregnant again, I was happy and scared at the same time. At 19, I wanted a baby real bad. I didn’t want to hurt my parents, but I didn’t want to kill my baby. I didn’t feel I had a choice.
I waited for a long time, almost 3 months before I called the clinic for an appointment. When I went in for my first appointment, I decided I couldn’t go through with it. They told me to go home and think about it.
I did, but I knew my parents would be so disappointed in me. The next day I went back. I was still upset, but they said I no longer had a choice. I started yelling. I told them I didn’t want the abortion anymore. The doctor got very angry. They gave me a sedative to calm me down, but I kept screaming. I thrashed around trying to get off the table, but the nurses pinned my arms and legs down by leaning on me. Finally they strapped restraints on me. I kept screaming, “I don’t want to kill my baby. Please don’t kill my baby.”
Patricia A Bigliardi, Beyond the Hidden Pain of Abortion (Lynnwood, Washington: Women’s Aglow Fellowship International, 1997), pp. 167 – 168
This is the story of just one forced abortion. There have been many more.
Editor’s note. This appeared at Clinic Quotes and is reposted with permission.