While I wished it was the 1970s again but I would like to say “What happened?, how did things got so bad today compared it was back then?”
Of course, that’s what it was like for a woman who had insurance coverage, and things would have looked very, very different for her if she were on Medicaid.
I had an abortion in Quebec, and it was much like what was described. It was at cost, but at a far lower cost than New York could provide even with the added price of gas. I had much better abortion access in a country of which I am not a citizen. It just sucks that it was not surprising at all.
Of course, that’s what it was like for a woman who had insurance coverage, and things would have looked very, very different for her if she were on Medicaid. Maybe, maybe not. I had an abortion in 1988 and used Medicaid to do so. Like the author, I walked into the clinic, provided my information, had the procedure, and went home. There were no lines outside, no people telling me I was horrible, and no state-mandated pressure to re-think my decision. I would never say it was a good experience, but I was surrounded by people, beginning to end, who worked hard to soothe me. My means for paying for the procedure didn’t affect the quality of my treatment whatsoever.
An interesting read, particularly because I was born in 1978. I’ve always been on the side of “if my mother had aborted the fetus that ended up being me, I wouldn’t be here to complain, would I?” but this really drove home to me how society and the state did not force her to have me over her objections.