KNOCKED OVER: ON BIOLOGY, MAGICAL THINKING AND CHOICE
At the end of June, headed home from vacation, I bought some whitefish fillets and a trout steak at a smokehouse in northern Wisconsin, then ducked into the bathroom and peed on a plastic stick. It took maybe four seconds for the plus sign to pop up, bright, unshakeable blue.
I called my sister from the parking lot. “I’m totally pregnant. What the fuck?”
I’d spent the last ten days frantically checking my underpants for blood, scooting to the bathroom at the slightest hint of damp. I talked to my body.
“You’re not pregnant. You can’t possibly be pregnant. How could you be pregnant? Get real.”
Because, come on. Forty-four-year-old women don’t get pregnant by accident. Everybody knows that. It’s a statistical impossibility, right? If they do get knocked up it’s after years of anguished effort. After charting cycles and mucus and basal body temps. After Clomid, after hormones, after freezing their eggs.
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This is just a really well written article talking about things that people don't talk about. Women's health, the cost of pregnancy and choice, and the human side of all the debates about health care. I enjoyed reading it a lot so I thought I'd share.