it was october 2015 when i found out that i was pregnant. my breasts had been ridiculously sore
\nand about after two weeks of intolerable pain, i went to the university health center to see what was wrong. my first instinct was to think that i had breast cancer. i told the doctor my symptoms and she checked my breasts. she said that she didn\u2019t feel anything wrong with them, so she had me do a urinary test where i peed in a cup. i was sitting in the hallway of the women\u2019s clinic as i was waiting to be called back into her office for the results of the urine test. i heard the doctor call my name after about 15 minutes of waiting, and i walked back into her office. i sat in the chair by her desk as she looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201chave you considered the fact that your period being late might be the reason your breasts are in so much pain,\u201d said the doctor.<\/p>\n
\u201cno, i haven\u2019t really thought about that since i\u2019m terrible at remembering to track my period,\u201d i answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cwell, from your test, it shows that you\u2019re positive for pregnancy,\u201d the doctor said.<\/p>\n
i was shocked to hear those words because for one, i was on the depo shot, but i guess it had been a while since i had my last shot. and two, i could\u2019ve sworn that i was infertile from all the times in high school that i had unprotected sex and had never gotten pregnant. my 20 year old brain was shook.<\/p>\n
\u201cwould you like some pamphlets and brochures to take a look at different options you have now?\u201d asked the doctor.<\/p>\n
\u201cum, i think i\u2019ll be fine with just the phone number for planned parenthood if you have that so i can schedule an abortion,\u201d i replied.<\/p>\n
\u201care you sure? there\u2019s plenty of options. here, take these adoption brochures just in case,\u201d she said as she handed me the brochures.<\/p>\n
\u201cyeah, i\u2019m pretty sure. plus, if i were to actually give birth to this baby it would definitely not be healthy because of all the binge drinking i do on the weekends.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201chow much do you drink on the weekends?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cusually three drinks on thursdays, 5 or 6 drinks on fridays, and 6 drinks on saturdays too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cin what time frame are you consuming these drinks?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cprobably between 9pm to 1am,\u201d i answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cyes, that\u2019s considered binge drinking,\u201d she replied. \u201cwould you like to see someone about that? we can schedule the appointment now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cno, i know i\u2019ll be fine, and i have always been fine. it\u2019s just part of the college culture that i\u2019m intertwined in with my friends groups.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cwell alright,\u201d she replied hesitantly.<\/p>\n
after that i checked myself out of the health center and went home. i decided to skip my favorite class as i sat on my front porch and called planned parenthood. i deliberately stood outside to call them because i didn\u2019t want my ultra-evangelical roommates to hear my phone conversation and then try to talk me out of my decision.<\/p>\n
on the phone, planned parenthood had a long waiting time – i was 6th in line. eventually someone came on for appointments and i told her that i wanted to schedule an appointment for an abortion. she asked me how far along i was, and from thinking back to my last period, i estimated about 6 to 8 weeks. she then asked me if i wanted the surgical or medical abortion. i didn\u2019t know that there was more than one option and i asked her for more information including the prices for each. she explained each to me, and i told her that i wanted to go with the medical abortion, even though it was a bit more costly. she then went through demographic information with me to see if i would qualify for any cost deduction. i did qualify, and the price of my abortion would end up being $350 total. she told me to bring in $100 on the first day of my visit, and $250 on my second day.<\/p>\n
after that conversation she told me that they only provide abortions on thursdays at the bloomington clinic, and so that meant that i would need to come in on a tuesday for my first appointment according to indiana\u2019s 48 hour abortion trap law. the only opening she had was for four weeks ahead, which would be thanksgiving break. i accepted that date, because i knew i wouldn\u2019t be able to wait any longer. after that i hung up and went to my room to nap.<\/p>\n
later that evening i sat on the couch watching the daily show with trevor noah, as my roommate, h walked into the house. h wasn\u2019t judgmental like our other two roommates, so i know that she would be understanding. i told her about my day, and she then told me not to mention anything to a or l (our other two roommates) because they would try to talk me out of it.<\/p>\n
as h walked up to her room, i sat there on the couch wondering how i could get $350 in four weeks. i then looked at my phone and called stanley.<\/p>\n
stanley was my sugar daddy, we would meet about once a month to hang out, talk, eat amazing food, and relax. one date with him earned me $300, which over the years i had spent on vacations, tattoos, and indian food. i never told him my real name, but always called myself leila around him which seemed to fit my personality.<\/p>\n
stanley agreed to meet me the next wednesday night at 8pm. i hung up with him and then decided to nap again.<\/p>\n
i slept the rest of the day and laid in bed wondering who the father could be. it came down to a couple of options. it was most likely that i would have been having sex with a person in august or september, and throughout those two months, i was having sex with my ex, j, and my friend, a. i wondered if i should tell them. i eventually decided that i didn\u2019t want more drama in my life, so i decided not to text either of them.<\/p>\n
later that evening i decided to go hang out with my best friend, nick and his roommates, o and e. i bought some wine and brought it over to their house. nick asked me what\u2019s up and i told him the news. we drank wine and watched netflix until his roommates came home. they were both concerned about my drinking when i told them, but i tried to reassure them that i was definitely having an abortion and that it\u2019s okay then. they then left, and shortly i went back home.<\/p>\n
throughout the next few weeks a few things happened. the first was that every morning when i brushed my teeth, i puked. i couldn\u2019t help it and it really made me regret brushing my teeth every morning. to this day, the smell of toothpaste makes me a bit nauseous in the mornings.<\/p>\n
another thing that continued to happen was that i used \u2018being pregnant\u2019 as an excuse to eat whatever the fuck i wanted. i went to all-you-can-eat buffets, mostly alone, but sometimes with nick. one day, at the indian lunch buffet, nick met me there and we were talking about life. then out of nowhere he asked, \u201cso are you going to name the baby?\u201d i thought about it and didn\u2019t see any reason why or why not to, because i knew that i would never be connected to it.<\/p>\n
\u201cyes, salem or selma. they work in both english and arabic as names,\u201d i responded.<\/p>\n
we then continued lunch as i ate three full plates of indian food.<\/p>\n
my mom\u2019s birthday and halloween soon came and past. for my mom\u2019s birthday, i went back home to visit her and the family. it was so hard not to tell anyone or talk about the abortion i was so excited to have. i considered it a rite of passage that i wasn\u2019t able to share it with my family just yet. then halloween came around. at a party, i ran into j and almost told him about it, but then i decided it\u2019s better not to say anything, so i decided to just sleep with him again as i sneaked out of his place early in the morning before i could have a coherent conversation with him.<\/p>\n
finally the day came. it was a tuesday morning on november 17th. i parked in the planned parenthood parking lot and walked inside for my appointment. there were a few other people there in the waiting room. at check-in, they had me write my appointment information down on a piece of paper. i think this was for confidentiality so people wouldn\u2019t have to speak out loud. i wrote it down, they checked me in, and then had me sit down to fill out a handful of forms since it was my first visit there. i sat down and quickly went through the forms. i handed them back to the woman at the window and took a seat by a table that had colorful brochures on different resources that planned parenthood offers.<\/p>\n
i sat there for about an hour or so until i finally heard my name called. i got up and went back with the woman. she took me to a room that had ultrasound equipment. she gave me instructions to undress from the waist down and then left the room. i did so and then sat on the patient chair as i waited for her to come back inside.<\/p>\n
soon she came back in and explained what was going to happen. by law, she needed to see an ultrasound of the fetus, and because i was so far along, i was able to use the machine that went on top of the uterus\/belly rather than the camera stick that would have gone up my vagina.<\/p>\n
it was cold. i looked over at the screen as she was talking to me and saw the little fetus inside me. she captured a picture and printed it off. i asked her if she could print one off for me as well. i don\u2019t know why i wanted one. maybe i wanted to remind myself about this day and feel emotional about it later because i was always raised to believe that this is a sad and emotional moment in a woman\u2019s life. i didn\u2019t feel sadness, anger, or any emotion really at that moment. but i told myself that i would keep the ultrasound photo in case i did later.<\/p>\n
she then handed me the photo and had me put on clothes again as she also gave me napkins to wipe off the jelly that she had put on me. she left the room again while i got dressed. when she came back in, she led me to another room to talk to me about my medical history. because i did have unprotected sex, she had me take an sti test. she then led me into a room with the doctor who read off a laminated package of papers that were required to be read as a part of another trap law in indiana. as she read certain parts, she would stop to comment on how something was or was not scientifically proven or true. at the end of the packet, she asked me if i had any questions or concerns before i was able to leave.<\/p>\n
i left planned parenthood and then drove back to nick\u2019s house to tell him about my experience. i showed them the ultrasound picture and e asked me why i kept it. i told her i didn\u2019t know, and i could read it on her face that she thought i would later regret my abortion. but i never regretted it.<\/p>\n
the next two days passed and finally thursday afternoon came around and i went back to planned parenthood. the waiting period this time was not over an hour like it was on tuesday. they called me back and had me sit in a room with four other woman. there was a latina woman, a black woman, and another white college student in there with me. we didn\u2019t speak to each other at all. they sat us in four recliners with pads taped down to them in case of bleeding, i assumed. the chairs were heated to comfort us and they provided us with hot water bags to put on our stomachs. we sat there in a line facing a desk. on the desk was a radio. a nurse came in to turn it on for us so it wasn\u2019t completely silent in the room. the song \u201chello\u201d by adele started playing on the radio and the nurse commented on how she loved that song. we sat there and listened to adele\u2019s voice until the doctor came in. she gave us the pills along with the instructions on exactly when and how to take them. after that, she took us each aside in her office to make sure we were still doing okay. after i confirmed that i was okay, she gave me two plastic cups. one had the first pill in it, and the other had water. the first pill did not abort the fetus, but it is needed to be able to take the second pill. i took the pill in front of her, and then with her happy attitude, she escorted me to check out back in the waiting room. she then handed me a paper bag that contained the pills, the instructions, and reading materials for questions we might have. i took the bag from her and then left.<\/p>\n
as i was walking out of the building, i saw protesters shouting at me to throw the pills away, and that i could still have the pill reversal. i ignored them as an older woman escorted me to my car. i told her thank you and that i really appreciated her service. by the time we got to my car, i asked her how she got involved with volunteering here, and that i would definitely be interested in doing it as well. she told me that she was the volunteer coordinator and that i should send her an email sometime. she handed me her card and we parted ways.<\/p>\n
i then drove to the local kroger to buy a bag of microwavable mashed potatoes that i was going to be making later that evening for a friendsgiving we were having at nick\u2019s house. after arriving home, i put the bag with the second pill and instructions next to my bed and started to microwave some mashed potatoes. i had bought three microwaveable bags, and each took about 6 minutes to microwave. so i turned on netflix as i waited for each bag to finish. after the next 18 minutes or so, i put all the potatoes in a large bowl and mashed them with a large spoon i found in the kitchen. i put them to the side and got dressed for the friendsgiving. i decided to wear a black dress with a turtleneck collar. the sides of the dress were sheer, showing the tattoo i had on my side. i then went over to nick\u2019s early because i hated being alone. when i arrived, our friend t was already there drinking and talking with nick. i joined them.<\/p>\n
\u201cwant some wine? i bought the expensive kind,\u201d nick said as he offered me a glass.<\/p>\n
\u201cnah, i\u2019m good. i don\u2019t think that i\u2019m allowed to drink with the pill i took earlier anyway,\u201d i lied. i wasn\u2019t actually sure if i couldn\u2019t drink, but just in case, i didn\u2019t want to take any chances of this abortion not working. i did take a sip of nick\u2019s wine, though. yep. it definitely tasted more expensive than the $3 bottle we usually bought and drank together.<\/p>\n
o finished up cooking her casserole in the kitchen and e came down from her bedroom to join us. after a bit of conversation and drinking, m, another friend, joined us. at that point we were just waiting for nick\u2019s sister, v, to come over so we could begin eating. v showed up late (which is always expected of her) and brought a date. this made nick angry, and they threw words at each other. we then started eating and i used my excuse of, \u201ci\u2019m pregnant\u201d again to eat everything and help myself to seconds. and thirds. as we finished and talked a bit more, i excused myself and said goodnight to everyone. i told them that i should be heading home and rest up for my drive up to my parents\u2019 house in the morning.<\/p>\n
i retreated back to my house and realized all my roommates were gone. this was my chance to turn the temperature up to a comfortable 75 degrees.<\/p>\n
i then grabbed the instructions and the pills and carefully put them in my mouth along the inside of my cheeks to dissolve it like the instructions said to. i then laid in bed and started to scroll through netflix. i decided to watch hotel rwanda<\/em> because i had never seen it before. i got up and laid a towel on my bed and some pads and panty liners nearby. i thought that i was overpreparing for my experience, but it turned out i was underpreparing. after a few minutes or so, i ran to the bathroom and started simultaneously shitting myself uncontrollably in the toilet, while i puked in the bathtub across from the toilet. i looked down and saw that i ruined the little carpet that went around the toilet. i then wiped up, put on a pad, and curled myself around the toilet as i continued to vomit. i decided to take a bath, but because our bath was broken, the best i could do was lie in the tub and just have the shower water rain down on me as i laid there. and that\u2019s exactly what i did.<\/p>\n after a while of lying in the tub and watching all the blood go from my vagina down the drain, i got up and dried off with a black towel. i then put a new pad on and threw out the ruined bathroom rug and towel. i curled up in bed and finished hotel rwanda<\/em> on top of a heap of towels. i felt weak. i finally fell asleep.<\/p>\n i woke up the next morning when remembered what had happened, i quickly ran to the bathroom to change my pad again. it was too late, the blood had soaked all the way through and ruined my underwear, shorts, towels, and even left a small spot on the bed. i realized how hot it was, so i turned the temperature down a bit and then continued to take a shower and get ready to leave for thanksgiving with my family.<\/p>\n as i went on the road, i stopped midway to change my pad again and take some medicine for the cramps i was having. i even brought my heating pad with me to put on my stomach as i drove. i arrived at my parents house after 3 and a half hours and then continued to nap.<\/p>\n throughout the week i spent with them for thanksgiving, no one knew what i had done the previous day\/weekend. they all thought that i was just experiencing a bad period from the amount of midol i continued to keep taking. each day it got better, but it wasn\u2019t until 3 weeks later, my 21st birthday, that the bleeding really started to stop.<\/p>\n three years later, i\u2019ve realized that abortion is definitely symbolic for some people. and i think that i definitely tried to make it symbolic, but in reality, for me, nothing symbolic came from it. a lot of people put meaning behind it, while others expect no meaning from it, and i think that\u2019s why i\u2019m writing this today. to clarify to people that abortion is different for each person, and it does not really mean anything to a lot of people who have one. all feelings, emotions, and thoughts are valid when going through something that affects your life, including abortion. and abortion isn’t always what you expect it to be.<\/p>\n *all names have been used with a random letter except for those who have given me permission to use their names<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" it was october 2015 when i found out that i was pregnant. my breasts had been ridiculously sore<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_世界杯2022亚洲预选赛b组
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