Nothing I have to say today is as important as this, from Blue Girl, “On Science.”
This is an excerpt, go read the whole thing.
Let me tell you a little secret you probably suspected about medicine. … Most of it is icky.
We stick needles in you to withdraw fluids.
We cut you open, prod around, rearrange, add and remove parts.
That is where cancerous breasts that have been removed in a mastectomy come to determine the stage and spread of cancer, and are biopsied and cross-sectioned and stained and studied. Oh … this is what first got your husband to look at you? Now we’re doing clinical tests on it he wants no part of.
The morgue is downstairs, connected by tube and elevator.
So we do the autopsies.
Sometimes, that autopsy is on a stillbirth, and sometimes it’s on a neonate that was born alive but didn’t survive.
Those are the really quiet ones.
We have in front of us a perfectly healthy full-term infant. Except it’s dead.
The pathologist and the technologist have been known to clasp hands over the body, even cross themselves or say a silent prayer before the first incision is made, especially if both have children.
I have stood at that table and searched for the elusive cause of death to give a family grieving the greatest loss imaginable an answer to the question they must have an answer to. “Why me? Why my baby? Why???”
Sometimes it’s apparent — it’s an aortic aneurysm that dissected and ruptured and there was nothing to be done,
Sometimes it’s not. Sometimes it’s a minor defect in the development of the kidneys that could have been fixed by fetal surgery at 30 weeks if it had been detected.
The causes of fetal demise are varied, but that doesn’t matter to the family going through the loss. To them, no one has ever hurt this bad, felt this much pain, been this mad at God. …
And that is what pisses me off so bad about the latest attack video on Planned Parenthood.
The so-called pro-life activists playing “gotcha” with a doctor who thinks and speaks in clinical terms essentially wants more people like me to clasp hands with a pathologist before they start to cut on a dead baby to find out why it is in front of them instead of in the nursery.
I’m sure it won’t be the last time I have to say it, but damn I’m getting tired of saying it. …When a fetus is aborted by the D & X procedure, it’s a wanted child but the pregnancy has gone wrong — horribly, horribly wrong. Sometimes the fetus has fatal or quality-of-life defects and the parents decide the humane thing is termination. There are other instances where the mother’s life, health or future fertility are at risk.
And guess what, pro-lifers? If you get the fuck out of the way and stop playing “gotcha” and setting up front groups with no other purpose than to entrap a Planned Parenthood (only 3 percent of their work is abortions) official discussing a topic that is inherently unpleasant on hidden camera so they can heavily edit the footage, research can happen and less wanted children will die.