I'm going to have an elective abortion this weekend. I'm doing it for a myriad of reasons which are right for me. That doesn't matter. What matters is that I can do it, legally. Not in a alley, or through a scary cocktail, or with a coat hanger. Imagine my elation at finding out that my husband's insurance actually covers elective abortions. Yes, 100%. (well, it's cheaper for them to cover this than 9 months of ob/gyn visits and tests and the actual birth.)
I've been crying everyday for a week struggling with what to do. But, I am fortunate. I HAVE A CHOICE. I have the means through insurance to cover the cost. I would actually have the means to cover the cost without insurance.
I've been crying everyday for a week thinking about all the women in the not to distant future who will potentially have this choice taken from them. I've been crying everyday for a week now.
It's not just the hormones coursing through my body- although, I admit it has a great deal to do with it. Ask my 1st grader and he'll tell you his mother has gone loco this last week. He is innocent, he has no idea why. Ask my pre-schooler and she just says 'mommy isn't feeling well'.
I've been crying for a week now. I CANNOT NOT EVEN IMAGINE WHAT A DESPERATE WOMAN WILL FEEL if this completely unfair and unthinkable Stupak deal gets passed.
VOTE THESE BASTARDS OUT. How dare you pretend to be a good Democrat???
Sorry for the lamo diary. I just can't stand it anymore.
I've been calling everyone I know to get them to call their Senators. I am ashamed that this would happen now, after all we as a country had seemed to have achieved.
OK, got to go and cry some more now.
I HAVE A CHOICE. Why should that not be so for everyone? I HAVE A CHOICE.