Last weekend was eventful. I developed complications following the birth of my son, and ended hitting one medical clinic and two hospitals before being hospitalized Friday night. (We also paid $52.50 in hospital parking fees over 24 hours, but that’s another issue.)
Friday afternoon, my husband and I were sitting in the waiting room of a hospital wing. At one point a hospital staffer walked by, pushing a long cart stacked with large plastic biohazard bins.
We looked at each other and realized that we were thinking the same thing: Did any of the bins contain bodies of aborted children?
I don’t even know if abortions are performed at this particular hospital, or if the bodies of children are placed in such bins following abortions.
Were we morbid? Realistic? Are such thoughts just a consequence of both of us being members of the pro-life movement?
I don’t know. But that’s where our minds went.by