THE CLINIC
THE CLINIC
By R. A. Allen
Disclaimer: The following scene depicts a fictional
account of events reportedly occurring daily within the Clinic.
The hypocritical,
dishonest, highly edited videos about our Clinic must be repudiated. They present a mis-truth, one hundred and
eighty degrees opposite from what we really represent. Everything we seek to accomplish grows from
hearts of compassion. We love women. We love life.
We cannot, we must not continue to allow those who hate us to preempt
the right to call themselves pro-lifers. We are the true pro-lifers. In order to prove our compassion and love for
life I have decided to open the hidden files from our Clinic. These case files
demonstrate the lengths to which we go in order to protect life. They reveal our intense love for mankind and
the love which motivates our every action.
Once you have seen our hearts in action you will never again doubt the
magnanimity of our dedication to human service.
My position at the
Clinic involves conducting initial interviews with clients. They come to me at their most vulnerable
time, troubled, worried and stressed.
Many have shared with me how my welcoming, supporting spirit has made it
possible for them to face a seemingly impossible dilemma. It has been my privilege to extend grace on
behalf of a loving higher power to those who desperately need someone to affirm
their inherent worth. They have often
been abused by those who should have defended them, who should have valued
them, and that is a shame. You will see
in the following case studies how the self-worth accorded to our clients has
restored them to physical mental, emotional and spiritual health.
Signed: Roberta
CASE STUDY # 6431
When Mary (not her
real name) entered my office her condition was obvious. I estimated her at about seven months. My first concern, as always with a late
choice client, involved discovering the reason for her decision. In my experience there exists a compelling
reason for such a decision and Mary’s case was no exception. I began enquire gently about her relationship
status and discovered she had been living with a loving significant other for
over five years. Mutual gratification
characterized their bond. He had never
abused her in any way, nor had he been unfaithful. When he suggested going off the pill she had
agreed immediately even though the reason he offered seemed somewhat
unconventional.
“I really want to
make love to someone who is pregnant,” he had whispered lovingly in her
ear. “It would satisfy a deep urge of
mine to feel your baby bump as we engage in intercourse.”
Mary smiled shyly
while describing the excitement both of them experienced with the addition of
possible pregnancy to their mating. “We
felt like we were starting all over again,” she explained. “His attention to my physical needs, his care
for my health and his passion in bed exceeded any interaction we had up to that
point.”
Although they had
never really discussed it, Mary assumed that her boyfriend wanted the
baby. But it turned out he had made the
appointment for her with our Clinic.
Earlier that week the fetus had moved while they were in the midst of
cohabitation. They had enjoyed the
session immensely which made his post-coital announcement even more
surprising.
“He kissed me and
then said the time had come. He would
make the Clinic appointment himself.
His fantasy had been fulfilled.”
The tears began to
flow and I offered my well-used box of Kleenex.
When she recovered, the story
continued. “I just can’t lose him. My life would be over if he left me now. I know when he means what he says. Can you help?”
Of course I assured
her of our love and compassion. There
remained no question in my mind as to how her paperwork should be
completed. Here sat a woman whose life
was in danger. She had said it herself,
“my life would be over.” She had come to
the right place. She had come to the
Clinic.
CASE STUDY # 5814
My heart goes out to the young girls who find their way
to the Clinic. So sweet, so naïve. No one, not even their parents, have spent
the time necessary to prepare them for the realities of life. Cecilia (not her real name) represented so
many of those who come to the Clinic. Just
13, she had fallen in love with a man in his early twenties who took advantage
of her innocence. She told me that she had pled with her mother
to provide birth control, but religious bigotry prevailed. The mother valued her own narrow-mindedness
over the well-being of her child. I
cannot begin to tell you how many times we hear such nonsense in our
pre-admission interviews.
As a result of her parent’s intolerance, Cecilia became
pregnant. The predicament in which she
found herself caused her to despair of life itself. When she spoke with me it became obvious that
were the Clinic to fail her, the next step would be suicide. Talking with her parents remained out of the
question. The boyfriend had already
moved on to a new love interest. My
suggestion that we report him to the authorities caused her to panic further.
“I could never do that.
I still love him. This wasn’t his
fault. My parents would find out. You won’t do that will you?” As the tears flowed like Niagara Falls I
quickly assured her we would not betray her confidences. Instead, I gently reminded her that privacy
laws protected her totally. Her parents
would never know. Her boyfriend would
not be told. This decision lay with her
alone, she possessed the right to choose the best course for her own
well-being.
When I said that, she came around the desk and rewarded
me with a big hug. Her face transformed
from tearful to hopeful. The dawn of
life replaced the midnight of death. She
had come to the right place. She had
come to the Clinic.
CASE STUDY # 6223
Fortuitous. The word for the day. Elizabeth shared the urgent message the
Clinic had received when we first arrived that morning. Medical Measures, which handles the
distribution of all the side products here at the Clinic, desperately needed a
pair of fetal kidneys. The life of a
newborn hung in the balance. We were all
greatly moved by the story, you can be sure.
The infant, born just slightly premature experienced kidney failure upon
birth and would not be able to go home with her loving parents unless a
transplant could take place immediately.
No time for her to be placed on a waiting list, the operation needed to
be completed that very day.
Not thirty minutes
later I sat across the desk from a distraught young female begging me to admit
her to the Clinic. Admittedly the
request involved a late-term procedure.
But the circumstances definitely warranted the request. She and her husband already had two
pre-school age children. They had been
anticipating the birth of their third, but just the previous day disaster had
struck. Her husband had been terminated,
dismissed from his job without previous notice.
“Not even a
severance package,” she wept. “No bonus,
no insurance, no nothing. We have some
money set aside but not nearly enough to take on the responsibility of another
child. We decided that trying again
later provided the only logical method of facing this crisis.”
The emotion with
which she made her appeal for a surgical solution impressed me
tremendously. So I did what I do
best. I offered her an alternative
designed to ease her distress.
“What if we could turn
this tragedy into a blessing? Would you
like to see the happiness of another couple enhanced by means of your
decision? It is possible, you know.”
The relief on her
face displayed itself immediately. I
quickly produced the proper, legal documentation for her to sign. Our Clinic nurse readied a room and informed
the resident physician of the circumstances, the necessity of preserving the
needed kidneys throughout the performing of the procedure. One hour later our patient entered the
recovery room , fervently thankful their
family crisis had been averted. At the
same time the van from Medical Measures pulled into the Clinic lot and took
possession of a beautiful, healthy pair of fetal kidneys, ready to transport
them to the hospital where the life of a newborn child would be saved. Once again the Clinic performed just as
planned, fulfilling its mission with compassion and grace.
There you are. Just three of the hundreds of case studies in
my files must convince you of the tremendous contribution to society provided
by the Clinic. You must clearly
recognize our love and compassion. You
must acknowledge that we are truly those who deserve to be known as
pro-life. I am so pleased to have shared
these experiences with you.
Signed,
Roberta.
