posted on Apr, 14 2015 @ 06:53 PM
First post. I've been lurking here for years, enjoying the diverse content and alternative news. Shout out to mirageman for getting me through last
night with the cattle thread. It was a welcome distraction.
If this post is inappropriate in some way, feel free to remove it entirely.
I stumbled upon this thread while I sat in an abortion clinic waiting room earlier today. I had been with my wife through every other part of this
nightmare, but I was not allowed back with her for this part. So there I sat with my stupid phone. The young man across from me was crying and his
hands were shaking violently as he flipped through the same papers that had been given to me. His wife stroked his hair and whispered something. The
man to my right was waiting on his wife like me, bloodshot eyes, rocking back and forth. I suspected they were here for similar reasons as myself,
which was later all but confirmed. There was some riffraff. I'm pretty sure the glass in front of the receptionist was bullet proof. The doors only
opened from the inside. I had to walk in front of my wife to deal with three protesters so she could get in the door unharrassed. I couldn't believe
we were in this place. Surreal.
I'll try to keep this concise, and not wander too much. It's all still very raw.
My wife and I have a 3 1/2 year old son, whom ofcourse means the absolute world to us. We couldn't wait to have another. After a year and a half of
trying, we were finally pregnant. We were thrilled and everyone was thrilled for us. All of her checkups went along normally, but we began to worry
that she had never felt the baby move. Then at her 14 wk the baby was measuring small, but maybe the conception date was off.
At her 19wk appointment we were all set to find out the gender on Good Friday. Extended family was in town, parties were planned..
Profound issues were found. Tears were shed. The heart was beating, but essentially half of it was not there. The brain had not developed. The
separation between regions was so great that any future consciousness was thought impossible, as was any mobility. The hands were clenched, the body
had stopped growing weeks ago, and the skull was swollen from hydrocephalus. There were other problems, but the Dr wanted us to see a specialist.
The earliest we could get in was the next Friday. 20 wks. We were there 5hrs. He confirmed and elaborated- most likely chromosomal defect trisomy18,
every cell. The heart would almost certainly give out within the next few weeks. It was possible the baby could survive to birth and with multiple
invasive life saving measures survive up to a year or two. There would be no mobility and any brain function beyond lung control was highly unlikely
because of the defects and hydrocephalus.
He then informed us that since we were at Scott and White Baylor, to perform a termination would require more than just his own testimony of lethal
abnormality. Proof of lethal abnormality would be required to take before the board. Which would require an amniocentesis to be sent off, which would
take two weeks to get back, which would put us at 22 wks...the cut off for Texas.
This has been soul crushing for my wife and I, our whole family. After many tears, sleepless nights, and soul searching we decided the best case
scenario was not good enough to merit continuing. To spare this child two years never leaving the hospital after continuous invasive surgeries without
ever being able to move, or form a thought is a mercy. To do otherwise would leave my family spiritually and financially broken, and my three year old
son traumatized. All with the same heartbreaking outcome.
So this is how I came to be in this hotel with my wife thankfully sleeping and not crying at the moment next to me. Four hours from our home and son,
in an unfamiliar metropolis. Because its the only place we could find to help us. Although insurance won't cover it without the test we didn't have
time to get. $3600 if anyone cares. We'll be here three days. My wife is suffering greatly emotionally and physically. I wait until she's asleep to
cry. I need to be strong for her. One of the nurses told us they had 8 other cases like ours today. Lethal abnormalities. That would explain the two
gentleman I noticed in the waiting room I think.
I'm sorry to ramble. Cathartic I guess. This is just my story and its happening to me right now, so I felt compelled to share. Some of the other
posts were really hard to read. But I understand. Life is precious. When the protester came at me with he sign and her pamphlets yelling at me, with
my wife sobbing behind me..I wanted to grab her, shake her. Ask her if she had any idea what we were going through, what we were dealing with. What
was good for our family. I couldn't talk though, just shook my head. I think she saw something in my eyes cause she stopped and told me there was a
church across the street and went away.
For those of you who had the foresight to consider these type of situations and the need for options...well done. I was never so clever and the
possibility completely escaped me, yet here I sit. This experience has changed me in a lot of ways. This may be my only post, I'm almost afraid to
If you read all this, thank you for your patience. And if you have a spare prayer for my family, I'd really appreciate that too. It was a girl.