Two weeks ago my period never came. I started to think about the way I had been feeling and acting. I yelled at my boyfriend (of only two months) every single day for no reason, I woke up every morning feeling like I had a hangover (half the time I probably did), I cried for absolutely no reason every day, and I had been bloated for two weeks straight. I’ve had a million pregnancy scares so I was no stranger to the walk of shame down the pregnancy test aisle at the drug store. I went into their bathroom as per usual and peed on the strip. It said pregnant. I cried. I thought for a few days whether or not I should tell my boyfriend and decided that i needed to. He didn’t really have a reaction and the only thing he said to me was, “I’m glad you’re as strong as you are.” We both knew that we couldn’t raise a baby.
I scheduled an appointment for a consultation and got in a few days later. The nurse was super nice and discussed all of my abortion options with me. I decided to go with a surgical abortion. I called the next day and scheduled an appointment for a week and a half later. That week and a half was horrible. I was getting sicker and sicker and getting rashes and mood swings and all sorts of crazy things were happening. My boyfriend and I ended up breaking up because my mood swings were too much for either of us to deal with.
Fast forward to abortion day. He couldn’t drive me because he had just started a new job and couldn’t call out so I had a friend drive me. Luckily we didn’t run into any protesters. I signed in and gave a urine sample, filled out paperwork, talked to a counseler, and got a blood test. Everyone was really nice. The nurse told me I was the only person they had seen smile so much in that situation. I paid an extra $35 for a shot to help with pain. I waited on a chair outside of the room and watched three girls before me go in and out, crying. This made me want to cry. Finally when it was my turn, I went in and sat on the bed. The nurse let me put music on on my phone and I started to play a game to get my mind off of it. The procedure was over in about five minutes and I won’t lie, it was painful. When it was done I threw up and was really hot. I still don’t know why, but I cried for about five minutes after it was done.
I mostly feel calm right now. The past month has been such an emotional roller coaster that I feel so free now that it’s over.
My name is Kelly. I’m 21 years old. This morning i had an abortion at 6 weeks pregnant and I am not sorry.
