Dr. Tiller was a “law-abiding” citizen performing a perfectly LEGAL medical procedure requested by women.Now I see whe the DHS said we need to watch for right-wing domestic terrorists. I hope they are monitoring this board-seems like their are a lot of Religious Taliban on here.

“Lisa, first it’s ball cancer and now you want women in my life to face a problem pregnancy? Geesh woman you are a twisted nut.”

Well? You’re advocating for procedures like the ones Dr. Tiller performed to be banned, meaning that many women will die very painful deaths, bringing to birth dead or very deformed fetuses. You don’t give a crap about those women. Maybe if the problem happened to a woman you DO care about - a woman you can’t just dismiss as “promiscuous slut who got what she deserved” because she isn’t a virgin - maybe then you’d have some empathy. Maybe if you saw that women DON’T have these procedures carelessly or casually, so they can fit into that cocktail dress or whatever - maybe when you see the heartbroken would-have-been mother mourning for a pregnancy gone horribly wrong (or dying, because people like you have scared off all the providers who might have helped her), maybe then you’ll think of the woman as a full human being.

But asking an anti-choicer to have one thought or concern for the woman is pointless. A two-celled blastula without brain or nerve endings, to you, is more human and more real than the thinking, feeling woman in whom it is living and whose body parts and energy it is using. A baby whose brain is missing, or who is unable to survive outside the womb for more than a few agonizing hours, or a baby who won’t survive the birth that would kill its mother too - making sure that baby is either born dead instead of removed surgically from the womb, or gets its few agonizing hours of pain and terror outside the womb, is far more important to you then ensuring that its mother can live, survive, care for her existing children, maybe have more children who can live healthy and happy lives.

Because to you, there are only three kinds of women - virgins, mothers, and sluts. Virgins are OK until they have sex (even within marriage), or are raped - then they are sluts who can only be redeemed by becoming mothers. If she fails in any way to become a mother, other than miscarriage, you feel free to judge her motives and her life, to call her a murderer, instead of a woman who makes a difficult ethical choice for herself and her family. You would never agree to have your body parts made the property of another, even your own child, without you having any say in when and how they could be used, even if it cost you your education, your health, your life. But you want this to be the punishment for any woman who has the gall not to be a virgin.

And you have the nerve to whine because Lisa wishes you to suffer some of what you wish on others, while you egg on the crazies who murder doctors who help women in desperate and horrible situations.

Another woman’s story…

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The expression on his face I will never forget, the change in color from pink to ash, as if he had died standing at my side. “Lie down,” he said quietly. “Lie down on your left side. Now.”

The numbers were all wrong, two hundred plus, over and over again, his eyes darkening as he watched the mercury climb on the wall. He shook his head. … He told me to go into the tiny bathroom and pee into a cup. “We’ve got to dipstick your urine, see if there’s any protein.”

I sat on the toilet and listened to him crash through the cupboards. I gave him the paper cup, the gold liquid cloudy and dense. The dipstick changed color quickly, from white to powdery blue to sky to deep indigo. My protein level was off the chart. “No,” he whispered. “No, no, goddammit, no.”

I asked what, over and over, not believing that things could be as bad as what his face was telling me. “Your kidneys aren’t working,” he said. He pulled me out the door, across the street to the hospital. He pounded the buttons of the elevator, pulled me flying to the nurses’ station, spat numbers at them. I thought, don’t be a bully, nurses hate doctors who are bullies; but they scattered like quail, one of them on the phone, another pushing me, stumbling, into a room…

There was a name for what I had. Preeclampsia. Ahh. Well, preeclampsia was certainly better than eclampsia, and as long as it was pre-, then they could stop it, couldn’t they? And what was eclampsia? An explosion of blood pressure, a flood of protein poisoning the blood, kidney failure, the vessels in spasm, a stroke, seizures, blindness, death…

“Baby needs at least two more weeks for viability. He’s already too small, way too small. But you . . .” He looked at me sadly, shook his head. “You probably can’t survive two weeks without having a stroke, seizures, worse.” He meant I could die.

This is how they said it. I was toxemic, poisoned by pregnancy. My only cure was to not be pregnant anymore. The baby needed two more weeks, just fourteen days.

I looked at John hopefully. “I can wait. It will be all right.”

“Honey. Your blood pressure is through the roof. Your kidneys are shutting down. You are on the verge of having a stroke.”…

I signed papers of consent, my hand moving numbly across the paper, my mind screaming, I do not consent, I do not, I do not.

Another woman’s story…

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I sat in a university hospital with obstetrician number five as he patiently and painstakingly presented ultrasound scans from “normal” pregnancies and then scans from my own pregnancy. Each of the multiple anomalies present — omphalocele, spina bifida, anencephaly and others — were explained and, for the first time I fully understood why the child I already deeply loved and wanted would never survive outside of my womb.
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Although we had made the decision to terminate the pregnancy, we first had to deal with state law requirements in relation to late term abortions. When our waiver was denied, our doctor referred us to another physician in a nearby state. An ultrasound the morning of the two-day procedure showed that our child had already died. Further tests concluded that I had already developed an infection.
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If there is such a thing as adding insult to this sort of injury, however, the award goes to Congress and the Bush administration for their passage of the “Partial Birth Abortion Ban,” and the U.S. Supreme Court for their ruling in Gonzalez v. Carhart. While this piece of legislation does nothing to limit late term abortions, it does outlaw a specific procedure that allowed doctors to remove the fetus body intact.

Just to be clear, given that in my case the child suffered from anencephaly, it would be next to impossible for me to have had a true dilation and extraction procedure. To be graphic, an ancephalic child has no skull to prohibit its passage through the cervix. However, if I were to undergo a termination for an ancephalic child today, the doctor, according to law, would not be able to deliver the fetus in one piece. That is, our law now requires the fetus to be dismembered prior to removal from the uterus. Not only is this a more invasive procedure, but it prevents the parents of ancephalic children from holding their child after a termination has been completed.

Another woman’s story…

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Up until the moment I sat across the desk from my OB, I held out hope that he would give my son some chance to beat the odds. I couldn’t believe it when he said that there was no chance that he would live very long after he was born. Since I had not even entertained that idea, I was even less prepared for the next thing he had to say, but those words are burned into my memory forever.

“There is no one in Texas who can do this procedure. The only doctor you can go to is in Wichita, Kansas. I talked to him. He seems very nice. Here is his number.” That was it. There was nothing more he could do for us. I could barely stand up when we rode down the elevator.

Even then, I didn’t connect this doctor to the story on the news. It wasn’t until I was on the phone with them, after we went through the procedure, the schedule, the cost, and all the other details that the woman said, “I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but the doctor was shot last month.“

Another woman’s story…

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Catherine and her husband of eight years live in the Midwest, and learned during the 14th week of pregnancy that their child had Trisomy 13 and that the pregnancy was threatening her health:

If I tried to carry to term and suffered a late term fetal death or miscarriage, there was a serious chance of complications for me. I might
hemmorrage [sic], I might get an infection, the trisomy might interfere with the development of the placenta and leave me deathly ill. My OB told me, in very plain language, that if I carried this pregnancy to term, there was a very high chance that I would never bear another child. There was no good choice. There was no hope of a healthy child. There was no hope of a living child. I could have an abortion, or I could see how
my luck went with carrying this doomed pregnancy to term and risk my life and future fertility, and I elected to have an abortion.

~~~ Anencephaly ~~~

http://www.ninds.nih.gov/disorders/anencephaly/anencephaly.htm
Anencephaly is a defect in the closure of the neural tube during fetal development. Anencephaly occurs when the “cephalic” or head end of the neural tube fails to close, resulting in the absence of a major portion of the brain, skull, and scalp. Infants with this disorder are born without a forebrain (the front part of the brain) and a cerebrum (the thinking and coordinating part of the brain). The remaining brain tissue is often exposed–not covered by bone or skin.

The cold-blooded murder of Dr. Tiller sadly shows that the so-called “pro-life” movement is an hypocritical farce. They have more “compassion” for a fetus than for a living, breathing human being.

ABORTION ISN’T MURDER.

Its time we start calling these “pro-lifers” what they REALLY are which is they are “RELIGIOUS TERRORIST”.I hope the DHS steps up their surveillance of these terrorists.