"This past Saturday I found out I was pregnant, I am 23 years old and from a small town in Ohio. I took about six pregnancy tests- I couldn't believe what was coming up on the screen. So much that I actually went to the hospital to reaffirm the at home tests. So I was, in fact, pregnant.
I made an appointment at one if the clinics about an hour away from my hometown- it was not planned parenthood. The first visit was just the consultation- you get blood work, pee test, and an ultra sound to confirm how far along you are. I was barely 4 weeks.
You talk with a patient advocate about if abortion is what you really want to do, then they schedule a day and time for your procedure. Mine was scheduled for the following Friday. About 3 hours ago I had my procedure.
I can't tell you how scared I was beforehand, I made myself physically and emotionally sick. I had two supportive friends whom I build walls around so they couldn't see my pain.
So the day of the procedure comes (today) I got there, signed in and paid. I also picked my medications and I got NITROUS GAS and toradol. I highly highly highly recommend nitrous gas if it is offered.
After paying, I was lead to a room with a dozen or so other girls waiting for the same thing. Another 10 minutes went by and a nurse came to get me, gave me a medicine to soften my cervix (two pills that dissolve in your cheeks) and some ibuprofen and sat me back in the waiting area. 10 more minutes went by and another nurse comes to get me to give me the shot of toradol which goes in your hip. I was then sat back in the waiting area for the last time.
A half hour later I was called into the actual room where the procedure was going to be done. I seriously was about to throw up. I was instructed to take everything off from the waist down except my socks and to hop up on the table with my feet in the feet holes, legs spread wide.
The nurse came in a few minutes later and told me to sit back and then gave me the nitrous gas. She told me to breath in and out through my nose, long deep breaths. Before I knew it, it was like I was in another world, like no "high" I had ever felt before. It was an insane feeling to say the least. I vaguely remember hearing a girl in the other room yelping in discomfort a few times. I just sucked in more nitrous and I remember the doctor coming in and asking how old I was and I responded "23, I think."
I don't remember feeling any pressure, maybe one prick (I think this was the shot in the cervix, but I can't be sure) I remember hearing voices that I could say was the doctor and the nurse talking about stupid stuff and I remember thinking why are they talking about that. I remember the doctor saying "I can't chase you up the table" in a joking manor because apparently I was tensing up.
I don't remember feeling pressure or pain but I know there was a little discomfort there, not much. The one thing that stood out to me was that at the end I felt like I was suffocating, like I couldn't get back to reality and hearing "only 60 more seconds, you're doing great!"
And then all the sudden I snapped back into reality, very slowly, very cloudy. I was crying to the nurse and she was being comforting, telling me everything was okay and I was done. She asked me why I was crying and I said "I'm so relieved, it's done. I can't believe it."
She asked me if I was having a nightmare because I acted crazy, and I honestly don't remember. I don't remember much at all. I freaked myself out reading all these posts online about how people were so uncomfortable or it was the most horrible pain. But, I literally don't remember much about the actual procedure at all.
Directly after the cramping was about a 5/10- not even the worst cramping I have had on a period. Before I left the recovery room, where they give you soda, cookies and a heating pad, my cramping was at a 1/10. Now, I'm back home and it's still at a 1. The bleeding in less than moderately heavy. I feel relieved!" —Anonymous