Another late term abortion story (trigger warning)

In 1978, I was 7 months pregnant. I was 37 yrs old. We had tried since we married at 17. I was gloriously happy. Him too.

I spent an obscene amount of money on baby stuff. A lot of it 2nd hand, but still. Sunny yellow paint in the baby's room. Hand crocheted booties and hats and little sweaters and blankies and plushies. Names picked out.

And then it went straight to hell. The local midwife did what she could but I needed care. There was no heartbeat. I was bleeding. The midwife made some calls, the hospitals in Lexington would not do the needful. Had to go all the way over to Louisville. 6 hours drive.

They stayed open late knowing we were on the way and it was critical. God bless them. I can't swear, but I'm pretty sure I would not be here today without those wonderful souls who had to do an unthinkable task for me.

This conversation going on about abortion has again dragged it all up. I can remember like it was yesterday. A young woman in my world in Texas recently had to go out of state to get care. (she's doing great) I've spent so many hours crying over the last months. Crying for me, for my baby who never came, for that young woman, for all the young women.

This idiotic idea that women will just willie nillie decide after 4 or 5 months to run out and snag an abortion just because no reason is right off the stable floor. It is the unusual woman who by 16 or 20 weeks and beyond HASN'T started thinking of baby names, wondering if the baby will have grandma's nose... yada yada. And the women who aren't in that mode are in desperation mode instead. No matter how you cut it, an abortion at that stage or later is a desperate necessity. Period. There are not any exceptions.

And NO medical professional, anywhere on the planet, is out there just murdering babies. What stupid idiotic moronic shithead verbiage. Hateful to the core. The one thing women don't need in that situation is some pencilneck trotting out opinions. Fuck off.

This isn't to say women making the hard choices before 16 weeks do it lightly. I don't mean that AT ALL. This is a gut wrenching decision no matter how far along. My experience is later in the pregnancy so that is where my story starts.

This isn't a government decision.
This isn't a voter decision.
This isn't a federal decision.
This isn't a state decision.
This is a woman's decision. Her's and whomever she invites in. Nobody else.
Period.