Sunday, October 08, 2006
Take Your Stinking Paws Off Me, You Damned Dirty A*P*E
Last month, feminist blogger Biting Beaver wrote about a nightmarish experience she'd had with a broken condom and a callous medical system that refused to give her emergency contraception over the counter or by prescription.I am trying not to lose it over here.
Instead of getting medical care during the critical 72-hour window of opportunity, BB was stalled, humiliated, scorned, quizzed, and deceived. A nurse tried to tell her that EC was "the abortion pill" other healthcare providers grilled her about her sexual history and her marital status. Her pharmacy wouldn't sell it to her OTC, her doctor wouldn't call in a prescription, and the local emergency rooms wouldn't give her a 'scrip because she wasn't raped or married.
Pat yourself on the back, culture of life, Biting Beaver is pregnant and she's getting death threats.
But I am more pissed than I've been in awhile.
A lot of what I want to say is said by Amanda at Pandagon, way more nicely than I am capable of right now. In a desperate attempt to be constructive rather than incensed, I will point out that the lady is accepting PayPal for the abortion she has to get (in rural Ohio, oy). Address is bitingbeaver at yahoo dot com.