y’all have become family and friends and cheerleaders and fundraisers and love interests and SO MUCH MORE. thank you for being awesome. here’s to another 10K.
(you know, in case you needed someone to give you permission.)
I had a patient in the clinic who really did not want an abortion but who had no resources to cover the costs of prenatal care or childbirth. She was single and without insurance coverage but made just enough money to be ineligible for state assistance. She already had outstanding bills at the hospital and with the local ob-gyn practice. No doctor would see her without payment up front.
We were willing to do the abortion for a reduced rate or for free if necessary. But she really didn’t want an abortion. Once I understood her situation, I went to the phone and called the local ‘crisis pregnancy center.’
"Hello, this is Dr. Wicklund."
Dead silence. I might as well have said I was Satan.
"Hello?" I said again. "This is Dr. Wicklund."
"Hello," very tentatively, followed by another long silence.
"I need help with a patient," I said. She came to me for an abortion, but really doesn’t want one. What she really needs is someone to do her prenatal care and birth for free."
"What do you expect us to do?"
I let that hang for a minute."
This Common Secret, Susan Wicklund
Crisis Pregnancy Centers often disguise themselves as medical facilities, with advertisements offering “help” with an unplanned pregnancy. Their main goal is to keep the pregnant person from having an abortion at all costs. Usually, all they’ll give you is a free pregnancy test, some baby clothes, and maybe a box of diapers.
The patient referred to in the quote was given free prenatal care and did not have to pay the financial cost of childbirth by a local anti-choice doctor. She would often stop by Dr. Wicklund’s office to let her know how she was doing:
"He always moans and groans about being tricked into [doing this]," she says. "Then he goes off on these tirades against abortion."
rent is due. i’m short by $300.
i’ve been selling clothes & shoes on the interwebs, starting a new job next week, picking up last minute childcare jobs all while telling myself “you don’t get to ask anyone for help because people have been helping you any damn way, and ain’t nobody trying to hear your sob story.” not a sob story. just a fact. if the assistance is available, i’ll take it. a closed mouth doesn’t get fed, right? so, yeah.
lemme cut to the chase. paypal: sparklebuckwild at gmail dot com; also, if you haven’t seen the clothes i’ve been selling please feel free to message me; i’ll send you links to what i’ve posted.
thank you. for reading, for sharing, for being an awesome human being.
update: $50 to go. thanks, everyone. personal email thank yous to come.