I was 18 years old when I got pregnant. My period had never been regular so I had no idea. My friend thought she was pregnant and wanted me to go with her for support, I decided I would take a pregnancy test to help her feel better. Well, we were both pregnant. I was shocked, I just lost it, it wasn't supposed to be me. Afterwards we went and talked, she was going to keep her baby and was very opposed to abortion, but at the same time she supported me all the way. I knew I couldnt have this baby, I was too young, hadn't even graduated high school yet, and most of all I didn't want my baby to grow up like I did. I knew if I were to have a baby as young as my whole family had, it would turn out the same. My boyfriend at the time almost didn't give me a chance to say no, he had the money from his mother and set the appointment. It all happened so fast. Nonetheless the baby would not have been healthy; I was only 18 and I experimented with lots of drugs during the 12 weeks of pregnancy.
Luckily there were no protesters that day--I was so worried there were going to be, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to control myself with them. The nurses were very nice and pleasant, and they made the experience a lot easier. Mine was a two-day procedure. The first day they put a seaweed-like tampoon inside me to dialate my cervix. That had to stay in overnight, and let's just say I wish I was having cramps instead. The next day they removed the seaweed and prepared me for the abortion. They had me do some counseling to make sure I wanted to go through with it, which was very considerate. I was very lucky to have anethesia so I didn' feel any pain, but it was still uncomfortable. The nurses who were there were very sweet, the doctor seemed like he was he was in a hurry and didn't say much, but there were about 15 girls in the waiting room.
Afterwards they put me in a recliner, let me rest, and I was on my way to my life. I expected to hate myself for what I had done, but that wasn't the case, I was so satisfied that I had made the choice that I did. I moved on with my life, finished high school, met a new guy, and we are getting married next August in Mexico. This never would have happened if I would have kept the baby.
So yes, I am not sorry.
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