Ok, so generally I am going to be posting on Tuesdays, but since I did that long post to start off with I haven't really been bothered to actually write about Tuesday's clinic until today.
Volunteering at the clinic is divided into two one-and-a-half-hour shifts. Usually I do the earlier shift, because that is when my ride is going downtown. We get a few protesters and it is never quiet, but I had been hearing crazy things about the late shift so I decided to check it out.
It...was...WILD. On the early shift it's generally all male protesters, but during the late shift the women come and they are NUTS. There is one, her nickname is Crazy Legs, and she loves to yell at the women going into the clinic. She has a really whiny, wispy voice: "Don't kill your baaaaaaby." Argh. There are a couple other women too, including one who holds a big picture of a fetus. Her name is Fetus Lady.
There was a big incident this Tuesday. A big ol' SUV pulled up and parked in the parking lot next door (which belongs to the hearing aid place). It sat and idled for a minute - always a bad sign - so we (the escorts) went over to see what was up. Well, Patient's mom (we'll call her PM) was out of the car and trying to convince Patient to get into the clinic. Patient was crying - not an unusual occurence. We managed to coax her out of the car and guide her into the clinic. The protesters were like seagulls on a french fry; they flocked all around her and began shouting their usual inane rhetoric. Crazy Legs even went after PM, yelling "Grandmother! Grandmother!" but PM was pretty determined to get her daughter inside.
Once we had them inside, the priest who protests every week, (henceforth known as Father Crazy) went NUTS! He started yelling and throwing his sign and carrying on. He had to go into their nuthouse (Mother Child Welcome Center) and chill out for a while. So awesome.
Patient's aunt was still in the car. She wanted to stay parked there in case Patient "bolted" - apparently she (Patient) wasn't so keen on the abortion. I explained that no one would be bolting, and that everyone had to have counselling before undergoing the operation. She was a little more positive after that and went and parked in the SMT parking lot across the street. Later, we saw her out of the car and talking to one of the protesters. That has to be one fucked-up family, and I feel pretty bad for the girl.
A lot of the anti-choice rhetoric revolves around the supposed greed of everyone involved in the "abortion industry" - as if we are all in this to make some cash. First of all, most of the people at the clinic are volunteers. Second of all, our clinic is actually losing money. And thirdly, a doctor can make lots of money doing regular medicine. Why would they risk their career and reputation doing something so controversial? It's certainly not for the money. No one is out there trying to encourage women to have abortions. And EVERY SINGLE WOMAN who comes into the clinic HAS TO have counselling. It's one-on-one, so there is no family member, friend or partner there to influence their responses. They would never perform an abortion on an unwilling woman. This is a total myth made up by anti-choice proponents.
It's kind of sad though, that the mother and aunt made the girl have an abortion even though she didn't want to. In a way, that is kind of "anti-choice" because she wasn't allowed (by her family) the choice of keeping her baby.
Why is "Crazy Legs" called that?
Yeah it is sad - but that's why there's a counsellor, so no one is forced into it. If she went into counselling and it was clear she didn't want one, they wouldn't let her have one. But yeah, it sucks that some people's family members/partners are anti-choice, because if the mother wants the child than she should be able to keep it.
Crazy Legs is called that because she runs at the patients, and she runs all crazy-like - her arms and legs flail out. She's like a giraffe.
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