Morning After

There’s got to be a morning after. The morning after pill should be available over the counter, right by the Listermint strips, the Mentos, the toenail clippers, the tabloids, all kinds of impulse buys.

I’ve heard that the fact that it may promote promiscuity is the main objection to its availability. I would keep a stash of them under my bathroom sink, just in case and I am married. My chances of promiscuity are nil. You cannot really be promiscuous if you are only with one person unless you suffer from schizophrenia.

How is it possible that the morning after pill would promote promiscuity anyway? It would promote ease in dealing with an unplanned or unwanted pregnancy. Unplanned pregnancy does not equal promiscuity. All we are doing by making the morning after pill readily available over the counter is providing women with an alternative to having children they did not mean to have, preventing abortions, giving more choice to women in need of more choices.

So then, are we to assume that the prevailing attitude about women’s sexuality is that if left unchecked, without the consequence of the possibility of pregnancy, women will fuck willy nilly until everyone is left waiting for their dinners and their rides home from school and their au pairs because a vagina without restraint is just as good as a vagina gone wild at Spring Break? Have we no faith in prudence, common sense, reserve, education, social mores, parenting, when women are left to themselves?
This is a political debate. Who argues about choice for women and healthcare? If it isn’t politicians and doctors being lobbied by political groups, then who? If the argument against the morning after pill is that it poses a danger to underage girls, then why does this have to exclude all other women? Even so, isn’t having to have an abortion more of a danger to underage girls?

Look, I have had an abortion. If I were to use the most polite terms to describe my experience I would say, “It wasn’t a fucking tea party.” It is painful and hideous. Everyone leaves in a bad mood, which turns worse. If it could have been prevented by going to the drugstore and picking up a box of pills, then it wouldn’t have ruined my sex life for several months afterwards, as I tried to heal the wounds that the surgery had left behind. I would have been able to return to work sooner. I would have been able to feel like I wasn’t being punished somehow for the choices that I made for my own health and sanity.

We are all women, but we are not all mothers. No matter how close it is to Mother’s Day, and no matter how much love and respect I have for mothers in general. There are numerous women who are not cut out for that particular occupation. I, for one, am far too overqualified while still yet grossly unfit. I would be an unremarkable and selfish parent. In fact, I would go as far to say that I would be a ghastly mother.

If there is a safe way to avoid the horrendous methods that we use today to terminate pregnancy, give it over. Hand it over . Do it now. Do it nicely. Before it gets ugly. It is already too ugly to begin with.

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  1. Margaret,
    I’m curious as to why your abortion went so bad. I recently had a D&C abortion at a hospital and it hardly hurt and hardly any bleeding. I’m begining to wonder if it was sucessful because it wasn’t that bad. Physically. Emotionally this whole thing has fucked me up perminantely. I guess for good, because now I wouldn’t go fucking near a male (note I didn’t say man) I even yelled at a homeless guy because the fact that if I was homeless I’d be raped and pimped out but a guy can just sit and chill and wait for handouts. If a chick is homeless shed have to fuck guys whether she wants to or not. So I fucking even freaked out at a homless guy since it was one of those who got me pregnant in the first place. MY GOD I would have made a monsterous mother. It would have killed me if the pain alone did not. I fucking HATE being a woman. I will never ever EVER be so careless in my entire life. This has been absolute hell for me. It is so scarey, it is so mortifying. It really is so fucking mortifying and I had my religious father to lie to, couldn’t turn to him. You hear God Jesus every sentance. You know he said that The downfall of American was due to ABORTION. I get paid 8 bucks at Family Dollar cuz of abortion and not the exploted children in China, go figure. Someone has to pay for the bloodshed he said. But when we kill civilians in war, whatever, these guys are heros.
    You know but anyways I’m sorry your abortion was at one of those shady clinics. Its terrible. It really is how those clinics are. Its not how it has to be, it could be easier, you’re right because I had one that wasn’t really like something out of a horror movie. Being pregnant or a parent when you can’t do it, thats horrific. One of the most horrific things. I dont even want to look at those home pregnancy things. Seeing that “pregnant” word again and again. The feeling, the horror. It was HELL HELL HELL. I was raised Christian I was prolife when I was little. But when this happenes you just arent that anymore, now you understand how fucking important health care reform and legal abortion is. Not just legal under certain circumstances but you should have the right to say. I just dont want this pregnancy. The woman should come first. It’s her damn body. Her LIFE. Her entire life. I’m so sick of the shrugs of oh well, you gotta have it, the baby wants to live esp when it wasnt right nothing about it was ideal or right and even the sex felt like rape and sucked. The guy treats you like shit since he heard the news, treating it all nice and sacred. It makes you damn angry reall angry. I know what it’s like to be afraid. Im ranting because im so fucked up from this experience.

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