When I write this, I do it with the intention of showing that sometimes things are not always so clear cut when it comes to morals and beliefs.
I will not tolerate hateful or mean comments from this post. If things get nasty in the comments, I will close comments. End of discussion.
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That being said, I had a patient assignment recently that I chose. I have always stood by my belief that life is precious.
As you can probably guess, I recently volunteered to take a patient assignment that was an induction before viability. The baby still was alive with a heartbeat when we (I) began her induction of labor with medication. However, this baby would not survive much beyond the time of birth. The mother was sick, very sick. In all likelihood, she would become even more severely ill if the induction of labor didn't begin when it did. There simply was no chance to be able to "save" both the mother and the baby. The situation was so dire that if we tried to prolong the pregnancy, even for a few more days, it would undoubtedly result in the death of both mother and baby.
So, the induction of labor began.
The birth came rather quickly. The mother was becoming markedly more ill as the labor progressed. However, she made a rapid recovery after the birth. The baby didn't do quite as well. The wee little one passed away peacefully in his father's arms shortly after birth.
Was this the right decision? Should the medical team have done more to prolong the woman's pregnancy? Absolutely not. This woman would have died from overwhelming sepsis if her pregnancy continued for even several more days, much less the several weeks needed to get the baby to viability.
This little baby was going to die either way: either born too soon and succumbing to extreme prematurity; or hovering at the age of viability on a vent, then passing away from systemic sepsis. A prolonged, painful death.
I think the first option for this baby, the one that happened, was a much more humane death instead of prolonging the inevitable. This baby died very peacefully, in no distress, being held by his parents at the end of his life.
His parents mourned his passing greatly. He was baptized before he died. He was loved, cuddled, held, kissed. He was surrounded by peace and love.
This, my friends, is what abortion looks like. It is not always the ugly picture that it is sometimes made out to be. Sometimes, it is a peaceful, loving passing of a life that was destined not to survive for long on this earth.