By KATE MANNING
Why might a woman swallow lye? Gunpowder? Why would a woman hit herself about the abdomen with a meat pulverizer? A brickbat? Throw herself down the stairs?
Why would she syringe herself, internally, with turpentine? Gin? Drink laundry bluing?
Why might she probe herself with a piece of whalebone? A turkey feather? A knitting needle?
Why would she consume medicine made of pulverized Spanish fly? How about powdered ergot, a poisonous fungus? Or strychnine, a poison?
Why would she take a bath in scalding water? Or spend the night in the snow?
Because she wanted to end a pregnancy. Historically, women have chosen all those methods to induce abortion. The first known descriptions appeared around 1500 B.C. in the Ebers Papyrus, an ancient Egyptian medical text that mentioned an abortion engineered by a plant-fiber tampon coated with honey and crushed dates.
For most of history, abortion has been a dangerous procedure a woman attempted to perform on herself. In private. Without painkillers.
What is most striking about this history of probes and poisons is that throughout all recorded time, there have been women so desperate to end a pregnancy that they were willing to endure excruciating pain and considerable risk, including infection, sterility, permanent injury, puncture and hemorrhage, to say nothing of shame and ostracism. Where abortion was illegal, they risked prosecution and imprisonment. And death, of course.
The newspapers of the mid-1800s were full of advertisements for potions, pills and powders that claimed to cause miscarriage. “French Periodical Pills: Warranted to Have the Desired Effect in All Cases” was one such knowing ad that appeared in The Boston Daily Times in 1845. Those ads spoke euphemistically of “curing female complaint,” or “renovating” or “unblocking” the womb. They treated a problem that women called “suppression of the courses,” the idea being that monthly “turns” were the norm and that any cessation of normal periods meant they were “suppressed,” or that the womb was “obstructed.”
Many of the cures for these “ailments” were nothing but sugar and dust. But some of them were nonetheless quite effective. Those were the dangerous ones, containing as they commonly did, turpentine, opium, pennyroyal, aloes, snakeroot, myrrh or oil of rue. One of the most common ingredients was ergot, or claviceps purpurea, a fungus found on the stalks of grain. Women as early as the 16th century had observed that cows that consumed ergot miscarried their calves. The fungus, however, had disastrous side effects, called ergotism, also known as St. Anthony’s fire. Symptoms included a burning sensation in the limbs because of blood constriction, which led to gangrene. The poison could also cause seizures, itching, psychosis, vomiting, contractions, diarrhea and death.
Oil of tansy was another common abortifacient. Here is John Irving’s unforgettable description, from his scrupulously researched novel “The Cider House Rules,” of a doctor trying to save a woman after too many tansy-oil miscarriages: “Her abdomen was full of blood...but when he tried to sew up [the] uterus, his stitches simply pulled through the tissue, which he noticed was the texture of a soft cheese...his finger passed as easily through the intestine as through gelatin.” Tansy oil rots internal organs.
Notwithstanding such ghastly scenarios, abortion did not always — or even usually — result in death. Many women survived it, which is why for most of history it was one of the main forms of birth control. If they did choose to enlist help, they most often called upon another woman, usually a skilled midwife. But by the 1850s, male doctors began to take over all aspects of women’s reproductive care, sidelining midwives and leading the movement to outlaw the practice of abortion. Did they save some women’s lives by unmasking the dangers of “medicines” to cause miscarriage? Undoubtedly. But by withholding midwives’ knowledge of how to provide a relatively safe abortion in the early stage of pregnancy, they drove other women to undergo the procedure at the hands of the unskilled, until the United States Supreme Court made abortion legal on Jan. 22, 1973.
Women’s historical willingness to endure horrible dangers, to submit to extreme and prolonged pain, to risk grave injury and death rather than remain pregnant, tells us something important about female desperation and determination, and the price women were — and still are — willing to pay to control their own bodies. What it tells us is that women will always find ways to end an unwanted pregnancy, no matter what the law says, no matter the risks to themselves.
If the Supreme Court were ever to overturn Roe v. Wade, or if anti-abortion forces continue to successfully chisel away at a woman’s access to safe abortion, many women will still choose abortion — by their own hands. Leeches, lye and Spanish fly are still among the many tools available to the self-abortionist. So are knitting needles, with predictable, disastrous consequences. There is no law that will end the practice of abortion, only laws that can protect a woman’s right to choose it, or not, and to keep it the safe and private procedure still available to us in 2013, 40 years after the Supreme Court made it legal.
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Thanks, guys.
The practice of abortion isn't itself a problem. It's a symptom of a much bigger problem: widespread sexual violence, and lack of access to sexual education and affordable, effective birth control.
They don't think women should be permitted to have sex of their own volition, period.
And oddly enough, these people see all pregnancies as a blessing, yet want to PUNISH these dirty whores who get pregnant with a baby.
PeopleWomen shouldn't be having sex for any other reason.There, "fixed" it >_>
its a shame that so many women have been driven to such extremes and that society never took a good look in the mirror as to why this shit happens. these cases of illegal abortions or whatever are only seen as extremes, like what dumb whores do when they cant face reality or something
it's so unsurprising
Obvs, women were doing it wrong before a rich, white man corrected us. What would we do without their leadership?!
(in part cited from "The Manner Born: Birth Rites in Cross-Cultural Perspective" by Lauren Dundes, if anyone is interested)
A family friend may approach this birthing style soon, since hers is high-risk to herself and the soon-to-be infant.
Plus, the water was getting cold and so was i, heh. So we moved to the bed, instead. I didn't have any issues there, other than nearly kicking my midwife's assistant in the face when she got too handsy.
Whatever works, that's my motto. Hope your friend has a safe and easy birthing!
I sympathize. I have PCOS and had a really, really hard time getting docs to prescribe me hormonal birth control at all.
WHAT.
"Well, you'll change your mind! You'll love having kids when you're older!" (my first clue that something was horribly wrong... was I 14? 15?)
"You'll adjust when you're older. Just because you don't make estrogen now doesn't mean you won't later. Sometimes if you have children early, it just corrects itself! And if not, at least you had kids now, since you might not be able to later..." (17-ish, I think?)
"Your husband should decide whether or not you have kids!" (Planned Parenthood, I think I was 18 or 19 and getting worse than ever)
"You're still too young to be sure about kids yet!" (22? 23? I stopped seeing OB/GYNs after that. I'm done.)
"Really? You should see a fertility specialist! They'll treat you." (After being hospitalized for cardiac arrest last year... because I have WAY TOO MUCH progesterone, and that's a side effect of it being untreated. If I die again, fuck it.)
I'm seriously debating if I ever want to see another doctor again. My hair is falling out, my teeth are breaking, I've broken three small bones in two years, two cardiac arrests, a minor stroke from the blood clots, nerve pain, high blood sugar, it goes on and on... all because they refuse to fix this with surgery. Because they want me to have kids first. They give exactly 0 fucks that I've technically died already because of it.
Oh, God, I'm sending all E-Hugs to you and hope you will find a trustworthy doctor in time.
What part of the country are you in? I'm wondering whether a fresh start with an endocrinologist could help. I'm not surprised by a reluctance toward surgery, but they should have been making some attempt to treat!
It looks like there are progesterone production blocking drugs out there; this article mentions one by name as part of a discussion of pregnancy termination, but presumably a different dose of that class of drugs might regulate. No idea if these drugs were around last time you dealt with the docs or not.
Another possibility is that an endocrinologist might have available drugs that affect the conversion of progesterone into the other stuff (it's a precursor to cortisol, ferex - at least some of the effects you're describing are similar to those people with cortisol problems have.) http://anabolicminds.com/forum/attachme
Regardless, GAH - someone should be making some attempt to treat! (And my abject apologies if there's already been a bunch of tries at nonsurgical solutions and all the above is old hat. )
(In defense of whomever said something about a fertility specialist, those /are/ the folks who deal most with hormonal imbalances.)
Did you see the ep of John Stewart at the RNC? The one where his reporter (forgot her name) was carried off by the giant palmetto bug? Literally a minute or two driving distance from there. Tampa is *rough* beneath the surface.
We tried estrogen combo pills. We tried high-dose estrogen, including the BC patch. It ended up giving me blood clots, and I started losing my vision. That ended that! I tried changing my diet; nope, no dice. I tried "aging out" during the first few years that things are naturally supposed to balance out... and only got worse. There's little but surgery left. I was hospitalized last year because the cramping was so bad my husband (and the docs) thought I had appendicitis. They in turn caused all of my muscles to start locking up from the pain... causing my BP to plummet... causing my heart to stop. Yayyy. That was the doc that really was trying to help... it's just that he genuinely didn't understand that I really didn't WANT kids, and didn't need a fertility specialist, and the sentiment had nothing to do with the pain I was in. I'm willing to try one if they'll deal with the hormonal imbalances, but meeting with so many informally in forums... geezus, they seem baby-crazed. Projecting their own desires for kids and their love of helping women have kids onto women who really HATE children, or who don't want any because it isn't right for them. So I'm a little leery of having to pay out of pocket for ANOTHER doc who will just tell me to have kids. x.x So I'm just waiting to run out of time, or to get so bad that a hospital will do the surgery.
I'm going to bring up the progesterone-blocking drugs with the docs. I've been to so, so many, and none of them have mentioned any. ^_^ Thank you!
EXACTLY. I always wonder how people can actually believe that making abortion illegal will stop abortion. What could the government do to me that would be worse than enduring pregnancy and childbirth against my will?