” It was the summer season of2018 Perhaps it was because he was a little older, possibly it was since I spent all my time with him. Or maybe it was because they saw him as a “bad influence”.
At least, that was the plan … before I discovered I was pregnant.
It hit me like a train. I could not even hold the pregnancy test; my hands were shaking so hard. This was every woman’s worst problem. And, I do not understand, at the time, it felt even worse for me because no one might know. I was all alone. And I can’t tell you how bad it could get if anybody discovered, but I can inform you that it would involve the cops and attorneys. And even if everyone supported us, I still couldn’t bring this life. I couldn’t even drive for God’s sake. And based upon my math, I couldn’t have been more than 8 weeks along. The clock was ticking therefore I decided to get rid of it.
Unlike the surgical alternative, this way I could get a one-and-done injection or something I could take at home – something pain-free, and most importantly – private. The bad news though, was that practically all methods– at least the safe ones – required my moms and dads’ signature. I was already around 9 weeks, and so time was running out.
Now, I knew they offered what I needed at the drug store. Walking past all the baby food, diapers, and toys, it was kind of surreal to see what my life could have looked like if I didn’t interfere. I even had to inspect if I had sufficient cash with me.
As soon as I got house, I locked myself in my space as I studied the package. To my surprise, it wasn’t going to as rapidly as I ‘d hoped. According to the box, based upon how far along I was, it would take anywhere from one to 6 hours from when I took it to when whatever “came out” similar to a duration. What this meant was I could not do it in the house, where my parents were 24/ 7. I needed a clean and hassle-free space. Rather of doing it that night as I ‘d prepared, I waited another week when I was set up to babysit my cousins overnight. I would’ve been around 10 weeks already, however it was a risk I had to take.
It was a waiting game now. I ‘d taken it. And by tomorrow early morning this whole problem would be over. That was my hope right up until the moment I started feeling it. Something wasn’t. It started with cramps – as I expected – but it simply kept ramping up until it seemed like a blender was going off in there. It was available in pulses; waves. Soon, I realized this was absolutely nothing like a period. This was pure pain. I could not stand. I might barely think. All I understood was that this wasn’t going to be quick or painless. I wasn’t going to make it … The last thing I remember is hearing the door open, and seeing a little thing come out. I think … that was my …
The next thing I understand, I’m on a bed. In a healthcare facility. There’s a nurse by my side, monitoring my vitals, and as our eyes meet – “You’re awake!” I wanted to know what took place. How did I get here?” That’s when she informed me that it was my little cousin Arthur, who had actually discovered me and called the ambulance. He conserved my life. And now I wish to pay it forward. I desire this story to be a lesson in making decisions you can reflect on and smile about; a lesson that asks: would your more youthful self take pride in the person you’ve become today?”
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