While other may have wonderful stories of their clinic experience –  mine unfortunately wasn’t.

I was harassed by good southern pro life church goers, and since this was in 2021, we were still in pandemic protocol – I was forced to be alone throughout my whole process.

I waited for hours after my scheduled appointment to see the doctor for my ultrasound to see how along I was and to go over my options. I remember the doctor printing out a picture of my ultrasound for me but after speaking with me, ripping it in half and throwing it away since, “I wasn’t interested in continuing my pregnancy.”

I asked about being put under since I was too far along for the pill and he explained it was a quick painless procedure and that it wasn’t needed plus would be significantly more expensive.

The day of my abortion, I was scheduled early in the morning, but upon arrival was explained that I wouldn’t be seen for several more hours. While waiting I grew more scared and anxious. When I finally got called back I asked if it were too late to be put under with they replied, yes and that I would have to wait even longer and could potentially not be seen that day.

It wasn’t painless.

In fact, it was so painful that I started to have a panic attack, I was crying for them to stop but the doctor just said, “almost done, you’re doing great” and I passed out from the pain.

All I remember when I started to come back around was one of the nurses saying, “you gave us quite a scare for a minute there, we thought we lost you.”

Even with all this said, I was extremely lucky and privileged to have access to reproductive health care and that abortion was an available option. It saved my life.