Friday, May 13, 2016

No wonder women are Pissed Off in this country

For my job, I regularly review recently enacted legislation from all across the US. While I often hear about these types of laws from news articles, which sometimes have questionable bias one way or the other, today I read it straight from the horse's mouth.

Alabama passed a law, to go into effect 8/1/2016, that reads:

BE IT ENACTED BY THE LEGISLATURE OF ALABAMA:

    Section 1. (a) For the purposes of this act, the
term public school means kindergarten through grade 8,
inclusive, of those educational institutions operated 
under the auspices of the State Board of Education.

    (b) The Alabama Department of Public Health may not
issue or renew a health center license to an abortion
clinic or reproductive health center that performs 
abortions and is located within 2,000 feet of a K-8 
public school.

    Section 2. This act shall become effective on the 
first day of the third month following its passage and 
approval by the Governor, or its otherwise becoming law.



I have included the entire act so that you can see that I didn't cut anything out.

These types of laws have been popping up in state after state for years, all across the country. Many of them make headlines and never get passed, but many get PASSED and never make headlines.

What is the purpose of this law? I will tell you. To make it as difficult as possible for women to access their constitutionally protected right to reproductive health services. Why schools? Why not? There are lots of schools, so if we can't have women's health clinics near schools, and even force existing clinics to shut down, then where else will women go? Somewhere far away where no one can actually reach them in their time of need. 

As it happens, in many cases, that time of need is often immediate. It isn't "Oh, I'll get an appointment in a month when I can take enough time off work to get to the clinic, or save up enough money to get all the way out there." No. It is often: "I need to see a doctor today. Or tomorrow." For a VARIETY of reasons, not only abortion. These women might end up going to an ER or a doctor's office, which will spark a whole other spiral of shame from "concerned citizens" for: wasting taxpayers' money, increasing healthcare costs, etc. etc. And this is also not to mention any personal reasons why women may not be able to go to a doctor's office or ER, such as inadequate (or lack of) insurance, lack of money, or not wanting other family members on their health plan to be all up in their grill about their private business.

The goal for these politicians is to make it harder and harder for women to control their reproductive health, until Roe v. Wade doesn't even matter anymore, even if it is still the Law of the Land. Unfortunately, these laws, by and large, affect the poorest and most marginalized women in the country. So who is this helping exactly? It is helping right-wing politicians stay in office by adding this to their resume. 

I have friends who feel abortion should be illegal. I actually have never met anyone in my life who *likes* abortion. No one likes it. It is, in some cases, a necessary thing that has to happen for the life and health of many people involved, and it has been this way since the beginning of time. 

I doubt the very basics of the abortion controversy will ever be agreed upon by the two sides of the movement. But there is ONE thing we can all agree on, and I would love to see this happen.

I would love to see all of the energy put into all of the bills like these, and channeled instead to a cause that ACTUALLY helps reduce abortions. SHOCKING! SHOCKING that both pro-choicers and pro-lifers (it is *really* hard for me to type that word without quotes around it, which is a whole other topic) actually DO agree on something - reducing the number of abortions is the goal! For everyone!

The problem is that making it difficult or impossible for women to access safe and legal reproductive health services is not the way to do that. 

This is how we do that:
  • Education. 
  • Affordable, accessible, and shame-free health care (*ahem* single-payer). 
  • Complete overhaul in our national attitude toward childcare and parental leave.
All of these are big issues, yes. But I think that both sides agree that the issue at stake is an important one, though their reasons may be strikingly different.

When will this madness end?

Saturday, January 12, 2013

The Last Three Books I Have Read

Aside from my husband and my dog, books are the single greatest comfort to me in my life.  They relieve my stress like nothing else can.  So, in an effort to just get me writing, I thought I'd list what I've been reading lately.

Currently Reading:  The Wars of the Roses by Alison Weir.  It's a nonfiction, historical account of the 15th century battle between the Houses of Lancaster and York in England.  I am a total nerd for English history (actually, any history).

Last Book Read:  Don't Be Afraid, Gringo: A Honduran Woman Speaks from the Heart by Elvia Alvarado.  I was lent this book by my neighbor because it came up in conversation for some reason, and she said it was a great read.  She was right!  It is dated now (originally published in 1987), but I am certain that most of the issues are sadly still relevant.

Before That, I Read:  No Ordinary Time: Franklin & Eleanor Roosevelt: The Home Front in World War II by Doris Kearns Goodwin.  An absolutely fabulous read for any history buff.

Too many books, too little time.

Should I try this again? Let's see what happens if I do.

Now that I am 3+ years older than my last real post, maybe I will have more mature and interesting thoughts to relate.  Maybe not... let's see!

I think I need to just get in the habit of writing regularly, even if it is about stupid crap that no one cares about (about which no one cares?).  I often feel creatively constipated - I feel like I have to write, but just can't get it out.  I have a feeling that I just need to eat some proverbial prunes and get on with it.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Post-op

Well, I finally did it. I had my eye surgery on Oct 13th, this past Tuesday. It was kind of scary, knowing that they were going to be cutting into my eye, but the scariest part was post-op. For strabismus surgery, they use something called adjustable sutures. These are basically stitches that have long ends that hang out of your eye that can be adjusted post-operation. The doc did what he had to do inside my eye while I was under. Then, after I woke up, he did a few eye exercises to see how he did, and tugged on the stitches and tied them off to perfect his work. It didn't hurt, but I could feel some pulling, and it was kind of disgusting and terrifying to see someone pulling at strings in my eyes. Luckily, I was still pretty doped up, and somehow the doc got me talking about apple-picking while he was doing this.

In the recovery room, the nurse gave me saltines, apple juice, and percocet. It's amazing how simple things can make you so happy at certain moments. By the time we left the hospital for home, my eye was swollen almost completely shut, but open enough for me to recognize that I still had vision - always a plus. From what I could see of my eye, it was nasty- bloody, crusty, swollen.... just gross. I kind of hoped it would be better by now, but it is Saturday, and it still isn't pretty. It is slightly less swollen, but still red and bloody and painful to move that eye around or to bend over.

Today I took my first shower and washed my hair and am starting to feel human again! If the effects of the surgery on my eye weren't enough to make me feel the opposite of human, watching daytime TV for 3 days straight certainly was. Yuck. Besides the looks I will certainly get because of the grossness of my eye, I am looking forward to being back at work.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Not that anyone reads this...

But at some point I'll start blagging again. Been a bit busy these last few months. Let me nutshell it:

-July 22, bought a house
-Frantically painted, cleaned, prepped, packed for 6 weeks
-Aug 30, moved into house
-Frantically unpacked, cleaned, grumped about ordered couch not yet arriving
-Endured skull-numbing headaches, which are only helping to build the excitement for my upcoming surgery.

This week's goings on:
-getting air ducts cleaned so the air in our house is clean as can be
-getting locks changed and putting in a mighty strong new deadbolt
-delivery of new couch and dining room chairs (yay!)
-replacement of our vintage 1960s broken-ass sliding glass door with a shiny new energy-efficient Andersen slider

Ahh, the exciting life of the homeowner. I'll be back with more interesting musings at some point.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Eye Surgery

For as long as I can remember, I have wished I could just cut off my head and regenerate a new one. My parents always like to joke that I was born with a very expensive head. By the time I was three years old, I had had three eye surgeries. By the time I was twelve, I needed braces and a dermatologist, and by the time I was sixteen, I needed my head shrunk. Unfortunately, we were never really able to afford braces and, luckily, college campuses come equipped with free counseling centers (and by "free", I mean built into the $40,000/year tuition.)

I guess it was also hoped that after three eye surgeries at ages 1, 2, and 3, I would be done. I was born with strabismus, a muscular disorder affecting the eyes and their ability to work together. It was extremely bad when I was born, hence the willingness to put a baby/toddler under general anesthesia three times to cut into her eyes. My condition was greatly improved after the surgeries, but over time the muscles have weakened again. I am not exactly sure at what point my eyes started regressing, but in high school I became acutely self-conscious about it. At that point, it felt like it was largely a cosmetic issue with practical consequences. While working a summer job at an Auntie Anne's, I had a difficult time working the cash register because customers did not know if I was looking at them, and would just stand there waiting because they thought I was talking to someone else. I became so frustrated at times that I would yell at the person "YOU in the red shirt, hello??? What do you want??" Even then they didn't get it sometimes.

Over the past five years or so, my eyes have gotten even worse and are beginning to cause other physical problems. I have nauseating headaches almost daily, and constantly need to readjust my eyes. When I first started noticing it, I was hoping it just meant that I needed glasses. My vision was OK, though beginning to deteriorate in one of my eyes, because I relied so much on focusing it. My doctor prescribed my glasses in the hopes that it would force my eyes to work together. It didn't help much. Two years later, I went back to the doc, hoping again that the headaches and problems focusing were due to my vision. My prescription had not changed.

This winter I finally went to see a specialist in Boston, and after an hour of eye exercises, he explained that my strabismus had indeed worsened and he could practically see my muscles straining. At one point, I felt slightly akin to a circus freak, as he called other doctors into the office, saying, "Hey check this out, watch what her eyes are doing." Apparently my case is an interesting one. Bottom line is, if I don't have another surgery, my eyes will probably get worse, including the pain, headaches, and focusing problems.

The thought of someone cutting into my eye and tying tiny little stitches around the muscles terrifies me, but I know I really need to do it. My main comfort is knowing that I am in one of the best cities in the country for medical care.

My first hurdle has been contacting my old doctor from CA who performed all my surgeries, Dr. Arthur Rosenbaum, and ordering my 25 year old medical records. God, that makes me feel old.