« Long string of weeks. | Main | Love. »

Untitled.

The whole of the building is cold. I hear through tenth-hand information that they can't specifically air-condition the O.R.s, so they must drop the temperature in all of the rooms.

Upstairs, many of us are huddled under old, piled blankets. One haggard-looking, hardened young woman complains that she, too, is freezing, but she won't use a blanket because there is just no telling who used it before now.

I want to tell her it doesn't matter. Whomever it was, it was us. That I find the stray hairs on the worn worsted wool comforting, unifying.

We are all one. We should be, anyway. Sisters in this. Sisters in life. Non-judgmental, non-prejudiced, open, caring, nurturing. Even though we won't nurture the tissues inside of us, we can nurture each other.

Sometimes, we are all we have.

And I would drape us around me any day. Every day.


ohm.

Comments (5)

You're very brave to blog about this. I don't know if I'd have the guts. I'll email you.

xoxox
m.

lu:

You're good like this, open and welcoming; still willing to send out love to whoever will receive- Willing to share what is so deeply personal, yet so deeply common and human. The good karma of it all comes back to you, I hope you feel it.

Be good to yourself. Eat, breath, rest...Eat...

As always, thinking of you and sending the goods.

trisha:

Well, you know, only like 20 people even read this, so I'm not really out there. I would never have blogged this on my other blog. No way. But thank you. I do feel brave.

Lu, I do need to rest. I haven't rested much at all. Still in quite a bit of pain and bleeding and stuff. One of the saddest parts is that my body still thinks it's pregnant.

It really did strike me how many women go through this, every day, all over the country. And we can't really say, hey, excuse me, I'm having a bad day because of this unwanted pregnancy. Or, yes, I'm grumpy because I just had an abortion.

Wow, your writing about this is heart-wrenchingly beautiful.

I cannot imagine trying to hide that pain inside.

Post a comment

(If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved by the site owner before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.)

About

This page contains a single entry from the blog posted on October 14, 2006 1:50 AM.

The previous post in this blog was Long string of weeks..

The next post in this blog is Love..

Many more can be found on the main index page or by looking through the archives.

Powered by
Movable Type 3.32