So forgive me if I hope Planned Parenthood never attempts to embody the “virtues” or “services” of CPCs. That’s not the kind of “help” anyone wants, needs, or deserves.
I went to a panel recently on reproductive rights. One of the women on the panel was an abortion provider. She told us a story about a woman who came to her, about 7 weeks pregnant. The woman had already gone to a CPC for a pregnancy test, but still decided she wanted an abortion.
She ended up getting an ultrasound and wanting to see it. When the provider showed her, she asked, “But where are the arms and legs?”
The provider told her that at 6-7 weeks, you’re basically just going to see a splotch. She responded that the CPC had shown her her ultrasound, and it had arms and legs.
The CPC had literally shown her someone else’s ultrasound to convince her she was further along and that the fetus was further along in development. They told her it was her baby, when in fact it was no such thing.
I would support her 100% in her decision and go to the abortion clinic with her. It’s my mother’s choice to make. She matters more to me than a clump of cells in her body. Also, don’t try to give me that bullshit “argument” of “what if your mom had aborted you?” because 1) I wouldn’t even know my mom had aborted me. 2) When I was 15, my mother told me that her best friend offered to take her to an abortion clinic, but my mom decided not to go. My reply was: “Thank you, mommy, but you should’ve aborted me. You’ve sacrificed too much for something that happened when you were 19.”