On the advice of a friend..

...I'm going to try to keep writing. Attempt #2. I'll take baby steps so I don't over exert myself like last time. Three paragraphs was too much, so I'll start with just one (and not including this one).

Read a Slate article today that Susan G. Komen for the Cure, the only breast cancer charity known to anyone, is pulling its funds from breast-cancer screenings at Planned Parenthood. Planned Parenthood is not only a resource for contraception and STD treatment for women, but (as I learned in conversation with my sister, who is more well-versed in women's health than I am) also one of the only places where uninsured women can go for breast-cancer screenings and elective abortions.
The notion of an elective abortion is interesting, anyway. Discussing an elective abortion to an expecting couple doesn't seem like it would register on the same wavelength as it does for the medical staff. One thinks about it in a purely clinical and technical way...because they have to. The other chooses to think about it in terms of the child they've been carrying and expecting for months, because they want to.
I could never be a doctor.