Thursday, November 17, 2005
It's abortion, but don't call it that or I'll get upset.
"'Wednesday,' I replied, and then hurriedly got off the phone. I called Mike, my boyfriend, in tears, complaining about how inconsiderate people are, how no one thinks before they speak. The truth was, until I heard the word 'abortion,' it hadn't occurred to me that I was actually having one.
"I was, of course. But we'd been using euphemisms for days, ever since my doctor called to say my amniocentesis results 'weren't good.' We'd say 'when we go to the hospital' or 'the appointment' or 'after the procedure, we can try again.'"
Ah yes, the truth. How inconsiderate.
