Whether you want to believe it or not you are ending your child’s life. There are always other options.
Don’t want your rapists baby when you’re an unemployed suicidal teenager?
Then have an invasive, risky procedure that will prevent you from ever having children ever again when you later decide you want to!
Don’t ever want children? Well then, I hope you can find a doctor that will perform a sterilization despite all of them insisting you’ll change your mind and refusing this procedure to you unless you’re both over 30, have 2 children already AND get your husband’s consent!
Can’t currently afford a pregnancy that costs thousands of dollars because you happen to be unable to find a steady job? You’re now NEVER allowed children EVER again because you have a temporary situation that makes it impossible to currently carry a pregnancy to term! Oh, and you have to shell out about $10,000 or so too, because you can OBVIOUSLY afford that in one go when you can barely scrape together $350 for an abortion!
Are you twelve and being raped repeatedly and just can’t be pregnant off your older relative and abuser? Hope you never heal and decide you want children later in life, you should just have your uterus cut out instead!
Like do you honestly have no concept of how fucking ridiculous you sound right now?
I think it’s noteworthy that antichoicers would never, ever suggest that amab people who want to prevent abortion should get vasectomies, even though they’re far less invasive, it’s easier to find a doctor who will do it, and can be reversible. Because everything is always the afab person’s fault and fuck them for enjoying sex, right? - Rachel
Actually vasectomies are considered to be sterilization or permanent birth control and not reversible.
And even if you were correct, it’s still a much less invasive and risky procedure than a fucking hysterectomy. - Rachel
“Don’t ever want children? Well then, I hope you can find a doctor that will perform a sterilization despite all of them insisting you’ll change your mind and refusing this procedure to you unless you’re both over 30, have 2 children already AND get your husband’s consent!”
This is what I ran into. I’ve got endometriosis, the worst the gynecologist who diagnosed me had ever seen in his 30 years of practice. It made my menstrual cycles so erratic and unbearable that it was affecting my ability to go to class, work a steady job, just basically function fully in society. Birth control pills helped regulate my cycle so I could at least plan ahead and control it a bit, but the only permanent solution was a hysterectomy. At the age of 25, I tried to get him to do that for me. He refused. Did everything in his power to talk me out of it. Said maybe if I had my parents’ permission (I was 25! Using my own insurance, etc), what if I wanted kids some day… blah, blah, blah.
He ended up agreeing to do two (two!) laparoscopic surgeries that were more expensive, less effective, and would need to be done again eventually, just to preserve my ability to have children some day. This coming from the same guy who warned me that if I was pregnant, I’d have greater odds of dying from complications than carrying to term because my condition was that bad.
He said that when I get married (I was dating a girl at the time!) if my husband said it was okay, he’d do the hysterectomy.
My imaginary future’s husband’s claim to my uterus and my ability to produce his imaginary progeny in spite of the danger it posed to my life was more important than my current very real suffering and ability to live a normal life.
And here’s the kicker. I’m 30 now, I obviously don’t see this guy anymore, but I also haven’t been able to find another gynecologist in my area who takes my insurance who sees me as a person, and not just as a potential baby incubator.
I had a cousin who had the same problem. She ended up having an ‘oops miracle’ baby, nearly dying in the process (she has a myriad of chronic conditions now form the pregnancy and birth) and then the doctor gave her the hysterectomy she’d needed, again, only with her husband’s permission.