By Cynthia Pawl 7/10/16
In my younger years, I got myself into a very bad situation. There were many factors involved and I don’t really need to go into detail, the thing that is important is that I made a decision to have an abortion. Between the situation I was in, the pressure from the father, and the lies told by the clinic, I was rushed into a decision that I did not want to make. But, I agreed and signed the paper. I had to wait the 24 hour waiting period that was the law at that time. I went in the following morning with a heavy heart and while I was waiting in the clinic… I had a change of heart. I knew it was wrong and determined not to go through with this horrendous act. When I spoke to the doctor/manager of the clinic he told me I could not change my mind. The contract had been signed and it was binding. It was too late. They dragged me into a room and gave me some kind of shot. When I woke up, it was all over. Shortly after the abortion, I became deathly ill. I went to see my regular doctor and he said “you have had an abortion”. I asked him how he knew. “He said, because who ever performed the abortion used dirty utensils, and you have a very bad infection. You are lucky it did not kill you.”
