Kelly’s Story

On my 21st birthday I found out I was pregnant. I was in college, had about $50 in my pocket and the father was a guy I had been casually dating. I knew I could not keep the baby. How would I raise a child when I was still so young? I knew I could not put that burden on my parents. I was so ashamed and angry that I let myself get into this mess. But, I was not about to ruin my life and my unborn child’s life over a lapse in judgment. Thankfully, a friend lent me the $350 for the procedure. And I was fortunate enough to have a clinic near by. I had to wait 2 weeks to have the abortion. It was hard to have to walk around like everything was ok. Luckily I had great friends who supported me. They all knew it could have been them. I went in on a Monday morning. I was scared. It is one of those times when you wish your mom could be with you to hold your hand. Instead, this incredible nurse stood by my side the whole time and held my hand. The nurse and the doctor talked me through every step of the procedure. I could feel the sincerity in their voices. The actual abortion hurt a lot, but only lasted a few minutes. I cried, not out of guilt, but over the fact that I was there. After everything was done, I got dressed and went out into the “recovery area” where a nice older woman gave me a heating pad to put on my stomach, some crackers and ginger ale. There were women of all ages sitting in the recliners next to me. I left feeling like a huge weight had been lifted. I had no complications afterward, and was feeling great the day after. I have never regretted my decision to terminate my pregnancy. I am twenty-six now and am in a serious relationship. I would not be where I am today if I would not been able to make the choice I made. Some say it is life, not a choice. What about my life? I chose me and I don’t feel sorry for doing so.