“Here I see a well-developed diaphragm and here I see four healthy chambers of the heart…” I closed my eyes and waited for it to end, as one waits for the car to stop rolling at the end of a terrible accident.”
This fucking bullshit fucking Texas law requiring sonograms and descriptions of about-to-be aborted (but wait! not for 24 hours!) fetuses makes me want to fucking punch someone, namely, the terrible awful lawmakers who decided they had any right to be anywhere near my uterus, ever. Carolyn Jones is an exceptional human, and I thank her for having written this.