01/21/2026
“…Once the procedure was over, I somehow got dressed and stumbled into the recovery area, despite still feeling dizzy from the anesthetic. As I sat in the recovery room, I remember thinking, “It’s over. This chapter is closed. It’s over. I’m free.” I ended up throwing up from the anesthesia. Despite vomiting countless times throughout my pregnancy, this time it felt different. It felt like my body was purging this chapter of my life–ridding itself of the guilt, shame, disgust, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, and hopelessness. The recovery nurse gave me juice and crackers. After a while, a volunteer escorted me outside to my boyfriend’s truck. I got in with my complimentary doggie bag, 12 800mg Ibuprofens, and post-anesthesia instructions, and we drove home. I was in and out of consciousness for the 35 minute drive back, but I remember every 5 minutes or so saying, ‘It’s over. I can’t believe it’s over.’
Everyday, I feel grateful that I was offered a choice to have an abortion. I’m thankful to live in a state that allows abortion. I feel indebted to the volunteers and staff at the clinic who unknowingly saved my life that day. If I didn’t have access to abortion, I know I would’ve either been a really sh*tty mom, or I would’ve ended my life. There’s no question about it.
Today, I have an incredible career. I’m almost done with my degree. I bought a house with my long-term partner. We have a dog. I’m exploring my creative side again–writing music, playing the piano, writing poetry, singing. And most of all, we’re happy. I’m alive and I’m happy. I wouldn’t have been able to say that if I didn’t have access to abortion care. I’m happy.”
