Medical student describes exactly what happened in the operating room as he witnessed an abortion

When I entered the operating room, it felt like any other I had ever been in.

On the table in front of me, I saw a woman, legs up as if delivering a child although she was asleep. Next to her was a tray of instruments for the abortion and a vacuum machine for suctioning the fetal tissues from the uterus.

The doctors put on their gowns and masks and the procedure began. The cervix was held open with a crude metal instrument and a large transparent tube was stuck inside of the woman. Within a matter of seconds, the machine’s motor was engaged and blood, tissue, and tiny organs were pulled out of their environment into a filter.

A minute later, the vacuum choked to a halt. The tube was removed, and stuck to the end was a small body and a head attached haphazardly to it, what was formed of the neck snapped.

The ribs had formed with a thin skin covering them, the eyes had formed, and the inner organs had begun to function. The tiny heart of the fetus, obviously a little boy, had just stopped — forever.

The vacuum filter was opened, and the tiny arms and legs that had been torn off of the fetus were accounted for. The fingers and toes had the beginnings of their nails on them.

The doctors, proud of their work, reassembled the body to show me. Tears welled up in my eyes as they removed the baby boy from the table and shoved his body into a container for disposal.

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1 Comment

  1. Here we go again: obsessing over abortion? Can’t we all just listen to whatever Jiminy Cricket tells us and sing another chorus of ecumenical kumbaya?

    Sorry, don’t mean to be flippant about such an appalling anecdote. But after all, it preaches to the choir on this blog. Most of the choir, at any rate. Excepting, perhaps, the über-obedient.


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