I had to have a late term abortion. It was the worst moment in my life. What made it even worse was the State of Utah had made it illegal. I had one dead twin. The other had severe Spina Bifida, and would only have lived with life support, in great pain, for a few days.
I lay on the hospital floor, bawling hysterically, for twelve hours, waiting for an ethics committee of the health care corporation to decide my case justified what had to be done. My health was in danger due to the dead fetus. My husband and I consulted our LDS Bishop, who assured me I needed to do what I had to do, that it was even within LDS guidelines to do so. He reminded me I had six kids at home who needed their mother to live.
The abortion was terrible. It was done very gently, by Caesarean section, leaving the babies in their amniotic sacs. The living baby passed very quickly.
It was horrific. I think it even affected my dear physician, as he had never had to end a pregnancy before. I developed PTSD for which I had to be treated for years, mostly because of the fact I had to have it at all.
No woman should have to have the state have a say in the most painful decision she will ever make. Nobody is tearing babies apart in late term. They are always humanely done, only in situations where there is a non-viable or severely defective fetus and/or the mother’s health is at risk.
Please don’t vote for a candidate or a party that would make these decisions for the women who will die or be forced to carry unviable fetuses to term. This is a decision that is so painful and so terrible. Only the parents of the baby and a physician should be involved in the decision.
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Special thanks to Alyson Draper for having the courage to share her story.
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What a great name for a band. For talking-points in a presidential debate? Not so much…
As the national disgrace of the 2016 presidential election drones on, it’s hard to get past this exchange:
Clinton: “It’s a good thing that Donald isn’t in charge of the justice system.”
Trump: “Because you’d be in jail.”
The non-partisan audience erupted in wild applause, and with that, Trump won the debate, and the election.
It’s a shame. It’s a damn shame.
The presidential debate is over. We can safely assume that, barring an act of God, Donald Trump will be the next President of the United States.
He was clear. He was confident. He was emotional. He didn’t bother with facts. He didn’t bother with directly answering the specific questions that were asked. He didn’t bother trying to act “presidential”.
I am a patriotic American. I’m also a democrat. I’m not exactly happy with the outcome of this debate.
Why is a thug a black man?
I wish someone who is smarter than I am would explain this to me. Please. Is “thug” the new n-word?
As they say, the bigger they are, the harder they kick your ass.
On one side, we have white police officers with guns against black men without guns. If I were a betting man, I’d put my money on the cops to win every time.
“Man is the only animal that puts animals in cages.” – Kurt Poleet
I never heard of a duck-billed platypus putting another duck-billed platypus in jail. Maybe it happens. I’m just saying I never heard of it happening. I never heard of a duck-billed platypus opening a zoo either. Just sayin’…
Because of shit like this.
“We are truly devastated, the entire family is devastated. You all want to know who that “big bad dude” was? That “big bad dude” was my twin brother. That “big bad dude” was a father. That “big bad dude” was a son. That “big bad dude” was enrolled at Tulsa Community College. … That “big bad dude” loved God. That “big bad dude” was at church singing with all his flaws every week. That “big bad dude”, that’s who he was.” – Tiffany Crutcher
Okay, I’m an old, white guy. A lot of people think I’m a Conservative Christian Right-wing Republican. Nothing could be further from the truth. I literally cringe when I hear anything that comes out of Donald Trump’s mouth.
I have donated to, and voted for, every democrat for president all the way back to Jimmy Carter. I very strongly support the Black Lives Matter movement. I very strongly support equal rights for the LGBTQ community. I very strongly believe that quality of life is more important than sanctity of life.
As to this silly little blog, I try, with mixed results, to appeal to conservatives through logic and satire. My thought being that liberals already agree with me, so I might as well try to reason with the reasonable opposition.
Clearly, thus far, I’ve failed. Sorry. I’ll try harder…