Abortion seems to be the only medical procedure that people want to deny you based on how you got in that situation.
Drove drunk, got in an accident and need an organ transplant? No problem.
Messing around with a gun, accidentally shoot yourself in the leg and need surgery? Of course.
Smoke tobacco for most of your life and need treatment for lung cancer? Yep.
Climb a tree, fall out and break your leg? We’ll fix that right up.
Have sex and get pregnant when you don’t want to be? YOU GOT YOURSELF INTO THIS SITUATION AND YOU DESERVE NO MEDICAL HELP OR COMPASSION! THIS IS YOUR FAULT AND YOU WILL DEAL WITH THE CONSEQUENCES!"
“Worry about your own uterus” wise wise words.
I’ve always been a huge fan of my uterus (TMI disclosure: an ultrasound tech once told me that mine is well-shaped) so I always have its best interest at heart. That there is less stigma for a smoker to get a lung-transplant, than for me to decide what I may want to do if my uterus should accidentally be harboring a stowaway, is ludicrous.
That said, I know I can’t expect anyone else to watch out for my uterus, so I’ve got its back.