I saw a link to Abby Johnson's story on Facebook on Wednesday. It made me sick. Literally, I was nauseous as I read her account of what happened as she helped with an abortion when she worked with Planned Parenthood. I know the story is old. Maybe I am just behind the game on this, but I wanted to share a bit from the story and also link to a video of her testimony. She writes . . .
"The cool air of the exam room left me feeling chilled. My eyes still glued to the image of this perfectly formed baby, I watched as a new image entered the video screen. The cannula -- a strawshaped instrument attached to the end of the suction tube -- had been inserted into the uterus and was nearing the baby's side. It looked like an invader on the screen, out of place. Wrong. It just looked wrong.
My heart sped up. Time slowed. I didn't want to look, but I didn't want to stop looking either. I couldn't not watch. I was horrified, but fascinated at the same time, like a gawker slowing as he drives past some horrific automobile wreck -- not wanting to see a mangled body, but looking all the same."
The rest of the article details what happens next. Prepare yourself before you read it. I wouldn't doubt if you, like me, become sick to your stomach. Her video testimony is below.