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Topic	Politics Containment Topic 167: Can't spell corrupttion without Pruitt
Corrik 04/04/18 10:43:54 PM #153:	I was on salary at the time, as a new partner, so it made not a bit of difference on my income. I did it to be agreeable. It's a lousy reason in retrospect, but that was my reason. That was our business for years to come. Life was good until June 23, 1984. On that date, I was on call, but I was at home at the time. We had some friends over, and our children were playing in the back of the yard. At 7:25 that evening, we heard the screech of brakes out in front of the house. We ran outside and Heather was lying in the road. We did everything we could, and she died. When you lose a child, your child, life is very different. Everything changes. All of a sudden, the idea of a person's life becomes very real. It is not an embryology course anymore. It's not just a couple of hundred dollars. It's the real thing. It's your child you buried. The old discomforts came back in spades. I couldn't even think about a D&E abortion anymore. No way. I tried to carry on business as usual, and I did just the office abortions for the next few months. My wife has said that she wishes she had videotapes of me during that time. We were under enough strain as it was, but if I knew I had an abortion scheduled in the office the next day, I got very surly. I was hard to be around. I got very, very rough with the staff in our office. Every time I was asked to schedule an abortion, I got very angry. I began feeling that people were doing something to me. That was ridiculous-I was doing it to myself. After a few months of that I started to realise, This is somebody's child. I lost my child, someone who was very precious to us. And now I am taking somebody's child and I am tearing him right out of their womb. I am killing somebody's child. That is what it took to get me to change. My own sense of self-esteem went down the tubes. I began to feel like a paid assassin. That's exactly what I was. It got to the point where it just wasn't worth it to me anymore. It was costing me too much personally. All the money in the world wouldn't have made a difference. So I quit. I slept a lot better at night after that." --- LoL ID = imajericho XBL GT = Corrik <cite>Corrik posted [p:899077302] in Politics C... [t:76478186]...</cite> <quote>I was on salary at the time, as a new partner, so it made not a bit of difference on my income. I did it to be agreeable. It's a lousy reason in retrospect, but that was my reason. That was our business for years to come. Life was good until June 23, 1984. On that date, I was on call, but I was at home at the time. We had some friends over, and our children were playing in the back of the yard. At 7:25 that evening, we heard the screech of brakes out in front of the house. We ran outside and Heather was lying in the road. We did everything we could, and she died. When you lose a child, your child, life is very different. Everything changes. All of a sudden, the idea of a person's life becomes very real. It is not an embryology course anymore. It's not just a couple of hundred dollars. It's the real thing. It's your child you buried. The old discomforts came back in spades. I couldn't even think about a D&E abortion anymore. No way. I tried to carry on business as usual, and I did just the office abortions for the next few months. My wife has said that she wishes she had videotapes of me during that time. We were under enough strain as it was, but if I knew I had an abortion scheduled in the office the next day, I got very surly. I was hard to be around. I got very, very rough with the staff in our office. Every time I was asked to schedule an abortion, I got very angry. I began feeling that people were doing something to me. That was ridiculous-I was doing it to myself. After a few months of that I started to realise, This is somebody's child. I lost my child, someone who was very precious to us. And now I am taking somebody's child and I am tearing him right out of their womb. I am killing somebody's child. That is what it took to get me to change. My own sense of self-esteem went down the tubes. I began to feel like a paid assassin. That's exactly what I was. It got to the point where it just wasn't worth it to me anymore. It was costing me too much personally. All the money in the world wouldn't have made a difference. So I quit. I slept a lot better at night after that." --- LoL ID = imajericho XBL GT = Corrik</quote> ... Copied to Clipboard!
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