Watching the videos is heartbreaking and causing significant emotional turmoil. It is also unveiling more memories of my abortions that I believe God now feels I can handle. (He has more confidence in me than I have!)
My first abortion was provided by my OB/GYN. I have always remembered not being advised of possible emotional or psychological side effects and a total absence of compassion. What I hadn't remembered was the fact he invited two male interns into the room to observe the procedure. He asked my permission, of course, but I didn’t want them in there … I was already frightened and embarrassed. Did I say no? Nope. I was afraid he would get angry and do something that would hurt me. I know now that wouldn’t have happened, but I feel he took advantage of my vulnerability for a “teaching” moment. I remember them conversing about what was going on amongst themselves, while I laid on the table humiliated and exposed. As I left the office there was a sense of relief I was no longer pregnant, but that feeling only came after I had a few drinks under my belt.