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My pregnant wife called me at work, she said — Something Is Wrong.
She was distraught.
She said she was heading to our OB/GYN. I told her I’d meet her there.
My pregnant wife called me at work, she said — Something Is Wrong.
She was distraught.
She said she was heading to our OB/GYN. I told her I’d meet her there.
We had been trying to get pregnant for a few years. We were overjoyed when we found out the good news.
The OB/GYN did an ultrasound. He looked distressed. He compassionately gave us the heartbreaking news.
Our unborn child had no heartbeat. He explained, it was necessary to have something he called a D&C.
This, he explained, was critical for my wife’s health.
Our unborn child had no heartbeat. He explained, it was necessary to have something he called a D&C.
This, he explained, was critical for my wife’s health.
He sent us directly to a hospital. They were waiting for us.
As I was helping my wife put on a hospital gown, we believe she started to miscarry.
As I was helping my wife put on a hospital gown, we believe she started to miscarry.
That day is a traumatic blur.
After we returned home from the hospital, we curled up on the sofa and cried together, silently, for hours.
After we returned home from the hospital, we curled up on the sofa and cried together, silently, for hours.
What I know now is, a D&C is a medical procedure — also known as an abortion.
I now understand how abortion is healthcare.
I also realize, now, we were actually lucky.
I now understand how abortion is healthcare.
I also realize, now, we were actually lucky.
We were lucky to live in a state where abortion in legal.
We didn’t have to wait until my wife’s life was in imminent danger, or where sepsis irrevocably damaged her reproductive system.
We also didn’t have to drive to another state.
We didn’t have to wait until my wife’s life was in imminent danger, or where sepsis irrevocably damaged her reproductive system.
We also didn’t have to drive to another state.
Several years later, we scraped every dollar we had, borrowed more, and paid a wonderful IVF doctor.
IVF was a roller coaster ride of tests, procedures and emotions.
IVF was a roller coaster ride of tests, procedures and emotions.
My wife bore the brunt.
Invasiveness. Injections. Discomfort.
She never complained.
Invasiveness. Injections. Discomfort.
She never complained.
After months of procedures, we achieved around 8 fertile eggs.
Our doctor implanted two and we froze the others.
Our doctor implanted two and we froze the others.
We were on pins and needles when we went to our first ultrasound. Hoping for the best, but prepared for the worst.
We now have a healthy, kind and intelligent daughter. She is the most amazing kid.
We now have a healthy, kind and intelligent daughter. She is the most amazing kid.
I realize, now, we were so lucky to use IVF when we did, because the ChristoFascists are now trying to make IVF illegal too.
After they ban abortions & IVF, they’re coming after birth control next.
After they ban abortions & IVF, they’re coming after birth control next.
Guys … this isn’t just a women’s fight. This is our fight too.
We have wives, significant others, sisters & daughters. We have an obligation to fight with them.
We have wives, significant others, sisters & daughters. We have an obligation to fight with them.
After experiencing my blessings, I will do everything in my power to stop the ChristoFascists from controlling women’s bodies.
Who’s with me?
Who’s with me?
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