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Some personal thoughts on the abortion "debate" in Australia, and how it affects me directly. Luckily, I have never been confronted with the difficult choice, and I've never been terribly interested in the issue; but recently, I've had reason to think about it...
This year, not one but two forms of contraception have suddenly become unuseable for Jon and I - as long-time readers of this scribble will recall, the implant caused endless bleeding and the Pill gave me savage depression. Suddenly the accidental creation of a mini-Ormanblum has become a real worry. I feel like Sparrow and Stuart in
dykes2watchout4: "Maybe you should put on another condom." "I don't think a fourth one will fit!"
By combining condoms with contraceptive jelly, we've now reduced our chances almost to nil of inflicting the genes for diabetes, depression, anxiety panic disorder, inflammatory bowel disease, and alcoholism on an innocent sprog - not to mention saddling said pollywog with penniless parents and a mum barely well enough to look after cats. We are almost ludicrously cautious and responsible, with me taking pregnancy tests out of sheer paranoia.
The idea that some fool who doesn't know us insists that we cannot even be trusted with making a moral, intelligent, careful, informed decision is not only alarming, it's affronting. Don't they think we would pray? Don't they know I'm terrified of operations? The patronising, sleazy old bastards can get the hell out of our bedroom, our lives, and my body, and stay out.
This year, not one but two forms of contraception have suddenly become unuseable for Jon and I - as long-time readers of this scribble will recall, the implant caused endless bleeding and the Pill gave me savage depression. Suddenly the accidental creation of a mini-Ormanblum has become a real worry. I feel like Sparrow and Stuart in
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By combining condoms with contraceptive jelly, we've now reduced our chances almost to nil of inflicting the genes for diabetes, depression, anxiety panic disorder, inflammatory bowel disease, and alcoholism on an innocent sprog - not to mention saddling said pollywog with penniless parents and a mum barely well enough to look after cats. We are almost ludicrously cautious and responsible, with me taking pregnancy tests out of sheer paranoia.
The idea that some fool who doesn't know us insists that we cannot even be trusted with making a moral, intelligent, careful, informed decision is not only alarming, it's affronting. Don't they think we would pray? Don't they know I'm terrified of operations? The patronising, sleazy old bastards can get the hell out of our bedroom, our lives, and my body, and stay out.
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Date: 2004-11-29 03:10 am (UTC)Oh really sir? Well why don't I just ask her? How about you let her speak sir?
Assholes.
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Date: 2004-11-29 02:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-30 01:53 am (UTC)