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I never gave any thought to the possibility of birth defects. My first pregnancy was completely uneventful. But because I was over 35 at the time of this second, my insurance paid for an amnio, so at 15 weeks I had one.
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A couple weeks later, the phone rang. I was home from work with a cold, and the first thing the geneticist asked was "Are you alone?" I thought that was odd, but said that I was, and asked her what she knew about my pregnancy. I fully expected that she would tell me the gender and that all was well, and I'd have good news to tell everyone I knew. Instead, she asked me if I had ever heard of chromosomal translocation. I had actually, as I had majored in biology in college.
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It turns out that I'm a carrier for this condition, and statistically 50% of fetuses I might conceive would suffer massive birth defects. In short, if I gave birth, my child would never sit up, recognize me or speak. Massive heath problems, such as heart, lung or seizure disorders would probably occur. A sonogram that day revealed that a large part of the brain was missing. With the intensive care my husband and I would by law, be required to pay for, this child might live for years. We had health insurance, but we would probably still lose our home, face bankruptcy, and be unable to send our first child to college. We found the prospect of the emotional and financial stress we faced bleak and miserable.
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I had always been pro-choice, but it had been a theoretical concept to me before. It had never occurred to me that I would have to exercise this choice. I was happily married and wanted another child. Why would I ever chooses an abortion?
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