Abortion—a hell of a decision

Ignoring the issue could last only a short time—(1);for inside my body the truth was living. Each day was just another hurdle to get through while waiting for the termination appointment to arrive. More time to contemplate and anguish over one of the most difficult decisions a person ever has to make. I remember the final moments before the operation so clearly that they will go with me to my grave.

My message to anyone contemplating an abortion is to accept counselling

I lay in a hospital bed, having once more gone over the details of the procedure with a nurse. I couldn't see the ceiling for the tears. I just felt so miserable, but I kept saying to myself that I had made the right decision. Another child would either finish me off or finish the marriage. I was just about coping with my two young children, who were already suffering the disasters of a loveless marriage and a husband who preferred his hobbies to sharing in family life. However, I constantly needed to justify my presence in …