Unplanned Pregnancy – Part Two

A link to Part One is at the bottom of this page.

Two months before God spoke to me, two months before I made that call to the adoption agency; I found myself at a Planned Parenthood clinic. It was a mixture of innocence and ignorance.

Planned Parenthood packaged and sold itself as “educational” and as “women’s care”. So well, in fact, they were welcomed into two (2) private Christian schools where I attended. Later, while in public high school, a friend informed me that I could get cheap or free female exams by going to Planned Parenthood. Therefore, it seemed to me that was a logical place to go for a pregnancy test and medical “care”.

To say that my appointment that day was an eye-opening experience would be an understatement. When I got beyond the irritation, I was completely dumbfounded. Thankfully, what I lacked in on-the-spot thinking and eloquent speech, was made up for my by stubbornness.

In the exam room, the nurse practitioner made no secret about being disgusted with my pregnancy. As she gave me confirmation of the pregnancy, her face soured more as my face brightened at the news. She was just rude. And it was the roughest exam of that nature I have ever had. Throughout the exam, she had this lecturing tone although I am not sure what she said because I was only concerned with the new life growing inside me. She concluded the exam by telling me, “Your boyfriend is cheating on you.” Somehow, I managed not to laugh out loud.

My next stop on the lecture train was the Nurse Counselor’s office…or disaster clutter area. She closed the door (which had a large glass window) and proceeded to fill out her forms. After gathering some information from me, she asked, “So what are you going to do about the pregnancy?”

This is where the dumbfounded cloud perched above my head. Honestly, it seemed like a silly question for her to ask. With an are-you-serious half-laugh, I responded, “I guess I’m gonna have a baby.”

Well…here is where I got an education. I had “choices”. She told me I could have an abortion. She shoved my immediate dismissal aside. For the next forty-five (45) minutes, she lectured me on the virtues of abortion. I do not have any recollection of what she said because I closed my ears. I was not about to kill my baby and I resented her droning on as if I could be persuaded.

Somewhere in the middle of her abortion sales pitch, she mentioned adoption…once. I said, “Oh, I could never do that.” And she quickly went back to abortion.

Finally, in apparent frustration, she gave up. On my diagnosis paper, she wrote, “Mother chooses to parent.”


Story Links:

Unplanned Pregnancy – Part One

Part 3 coming soon!