Decisions like these are never easy. However, should they be outlawed?
From the Wash Post:
“So when do you go for the abortion?” my friend asked, her voice sympathetic.
“Wednesday,” I replied, and then hurriedly got off the phone. I called Mike, my boyfriend, in tears, complaining about how inconsiderate people are, how no one thinks before they speak. The truth was, until I heard the word “abortion,” it hadn’t occurred to me that I was actually having one.
I was, of course. But we’d been using euphemisms for days, ever since my doctor called to say my amniocentesis results “weren’t good.” We’d say “when we go to the hospital” or “the appointment” or “after the procedure, we can try again.”
We were driving to the post office, Mike and I, near our home when my cell phone rang and I recognized the OB-GYN’s number. I said, “It’s the doctor,” and then, a little later, “Oh, no.” Mike pulled over and held my hand while I listened. It didn’t take long; the doctor didn’t have much to say. He suggested we digest the news and call him later.
When I hung up, I told Mike, “It’s Down syndrome” and we went home and lay in bed for the rest of the day. We were shocked.
This is the reality of these choices…truly affecting and incredibly personal.
But do note the “we” in this editorial. This means a man did have decision in the choice and that’s important. Should it be necessary? No, I don’t think so, but in most decisions it’s the norm and we need to appreciate that.