Wednesday, July 16, 2008

hands off my ovaries, part one million and ten

Abortion Proposal Sets Condition on Aid -

This is the proposed intent:
The Bush administration wants to require all recipients of aid under federal health programs to certify that they will not refuse to hire nurses and other providers who object to abortion and even certain types of birth control.

Under the draft of a proposed rule, hospitals, clinics, researchers and medical schools would have to sign “written certifications” as a prerequisite to getting money under any program run by the Department of Health and Human Services.

How this report proposes to define abortion:
“any of the various procedures — including the prescription, dispensing and administration of any drug or the performance of any procedure or any other action — that results in the termination of the life of a human being in utero between conception and natural birth, whether before or after implantation.”
[bold emphasis mine]

This is the potential impact (from Womens eNews):
Organizations that don't comply with the proposed rule could be forced to scale back services due to lack of funding, leaving women who rely on government-funded family-planning clinics with fewer options for affordable services and supplies, Richards said. That would compound their financial difficulties at a time of rising rates of unemployment and higher costs for food and fuel.
The regulation could also undermine state laws that require hospitals to provide emergency contraception to rape victims and that require health care insurance plans to cover contraceptives if they cover other prescription medications, according to NARAL Pro-Choice America, an abortion rights lobby in Washington, D.C.

What else is impacted?
My fricking right to control my fertility without having a bunch of patriarchal asshats forcing me to tie my tubes (or stop having sex.)

Why am I kvetching about tying my tubes?
Because if hospitals are suddenly to be staffed by squeamish religious types who believe the Pill (and other devices) kills homunculi babies, then the only way to prevent pregnancy, clearly, would be to sterilize myself.

But would that really be cost effective for me (or any woman, for that matter)?
Tying ones tubes is not like having a vasectomy; it is not a simple snip-snip that can be done with a local anasthetic, in a soothing doctor's office while a little blue napkin lays across your lap. You don't go home and stay in bed for a few days with an ice pack between your legs. It's major surgery. It's invasive, expensive and hellishly inconvenient.

It looks like this.

Contraception, on the other hand, looks like this .

I've already done this, thank you very much. I would be more than a little resentful if I had to to it again.

As for the petty, ignorant, anti-woman Bush administration, I wonder if they convene meetings with agendas titled "How to Do the Most Damage in What Little Time We Have Left."


Orange said...

Technically, there's also that Essure method of obstructing the Fallopian tubes with coils via an office procedure, but it requires a follow-up hysterosalpingogram to make sure the tubes are occluded. It's an office procedure—which is not to say it's not uncomfortable or that there is no risk of complications, but it's a nonsurgical sterilization option.

But yes, reliable and available contraception would be ideal.

bitchphd said...

My girlfriend had the essure and sure 'nough, she had to have it redone because the little coils got lost or fell out or some crap like that.

Nice pictures, Ding. By which I mean, EWWW.

ding said...

Having the Essure procedure also costs, like, $9000. (I've been interested in this method, too.)

And the pictures?

They illustrate my point well, don't they?

ding said...

And B, this was totally the post that was going up on Bitch until you beat me to it! The Bitch readers have been spared the icky pictures.

bitchphd said...

I'm bummed, I should have held off. The icky pictures make the point very well.

(You can talk to my Denver friend about the Essure, if you come; she's the one who had it done.)