Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Planned Parenthood Under Attack Again

Here we go again.    
             
The opportunity to possibly dismantle Planned Parenthood (PP) has raised its misguided head once again. In my half century on this planet I don’t think I have gone 2 years in a row without the radical religious trying to eliminate an organization that, statistically, saves more “lives” then it harms. I use quotes around “lives” because it still has not been scientifically determined exactly when a mass of tissue becomes a human life and no, potential doesn’t count, otherwise squirrels would be stashing whole trees away for the winter. 

Once science can determine exactly when life begins, I am sure we will have an agreed up time frame for abortion, because at that point it will be murder, no debate. But we all know that is not going to happen because making that determination is impossible. Most people do agree, however, that once a fetus can survive outside the womb, abortion is probably not the most humane thing to do. It has been agreed upon in the medical community that at 24-26 weeks the fetus becomes self-sustainable. As of this writing, 3 states allow abortion after 26 weeks and 9 states plus The District have no limits. This is not ideal and I have spoken to many liberal, pro-choice advocates that have said this is unacceptable. We are pro- CHOICE not pro-ABORTION so we do understand limits…reasonable, medically based limits.

Instead of throwing the proverbial baby out with the bath water, lets continue to work on improving these laws,  because statistics have shown, time and again, that legal abortion saves lives. If a 16 year old girl gets pregnant and is dependent on her pro-life parents, she is going to find a way to terminate that pregnancy.  Whether through a “back alley” abortion, or drinking some bogus concoction, or by using the DIY coat hanger method, she is gravely endangering her own life. Logic tells us that if an abortion is going to take place, why not do it in a safe manner so the woman does not die with the tissue, which will die whether the abortion performed is legal or not. So now, pro-lifers, you have 2 dead  “lives”; the “baby” and the “mother”. I am not making this up. This is what has happened time and again, as abortion has alternately become legal and illegal. 

These pro-lifers are not looking at the big picture, not looking at lives saved and lost, they are moralizing. I especially target the ones who think somehow it is acceptable to abort in the case of rape or incest. I did not realize that “babies” conceived under these circumstances were no considered lives…or are you really saying “Rape and incest are not your fault, therefore you may abort. But rutting in the back of a car with a boyfriend is a sin so you shall pay the price and keep that child”. Try to argue this point with someone who thinks this and do not allow them to quote the bible or cite religious beliefs. They haven’t a leg to stand on.

Which brings me to our latest dilemma, the secret taping of the PP luncheon where discussion of selling fetal tissue for profit is titillating pro-life groups. They got us now!

Not quite.  We are not talking about some weird Frankenstein fantasy the far right seems to have, we are talking about a legal situation, where the patient consents to donate the tissue removed from their bodies to medical research, no different than checking the box on your driver’s license allowing your body parts to be used to, at the least, further research into life saving cures and at most, directly saving an actual life.  Harvard researchers, among many others, are excited about the advances in curing or even preventing Parkinson’s Disease using fetal tissue, and drug companies rely on fetal tissue for drug testing,  stating that reactions and effects of experimental drugs (from cancer to diabetes, heart disease) on fetal tissue mimics those reaction on people, eliminating dangerous trials on actual standing, sentient beings.

Here is a list, almost sixteen years old, of the benefits of fetal tissue use in medicine.  I found no other comprehensive list that was more up to date and time restrictions prevent me from researching all of the progress made in the last sixteen years since this was compiled, yet even old information is encouraging:

From The American Society of Cell Biology:

  • ·          Following evidence that the expression of a specific protein in the fetal thymus may be related to the development of Type I (juvenile) diabetes, fetal tissue transplantation is being evaluated as a possible treatment.

  • ·          Fetal nerve tissue has been used in experimental treatments of spinal cord injury, holding promise of a possible repair for cord damage in certain types of paralysis.


  • ·          In 1998, Dr. John Gerhart derived human pluripotent stem cells from fetal gonadal tissue destined to form germ cells. When grown in culture, these cells resemble other types of pluripotent stem cells in that they can develop into cells of other tissue types. This research represents a major breakthrough in stem cell research that may lead to treatments of a variety of devastating diseases.


There is plenty more info on the internet if you have time for the research.

My points are these: Abortions will happen. Women are resourceful and sometimes desperate in these situations and will find a way to terminate their pregnancy, more than likely endangering their own health in the process, and even unknowingly risking death. See table below.


As for the outcry against fetal tissue research because of this video, the facts are that PP does not profit from this practice and that women are willfully donating their tissue to medical research, something that is not only legal, but should be praised and, frankly, could save your grandchild’s life at some future point. From FactCheck.org, a highly respected site by both political parties:

Four experts in the field of human tissue procurement told us the price range discussed in the video-$30 to $100 per patient-represents a reasonable fee. “There’s no way there is a profit at that price,” says Sherilyn J. Sawyer, the director of Harvard University and Brigham and Women’s Hospital’s “biorepository”
This recently edited and released, yet 2 year old video has caused a huge uproar, which is not difficult regarding this issue anyway. Once researched, it has been found that this video was edited from a 2 hour full version. In this video, it was stated by Deborah Nucatola, the senior director of medical services at Planned Parenthood, “Affiliates are not looking to make money by doing this. They’re looking to serve their patients and just make it not impact their bottom line.”
Nucatola also says, “No one’s going to see this as a money making thing.” And at another point she says,” Our goal, like I said, is to give patients the option without impacting our bottom line. The messaging (sic) is this should not be seen as a new revenue stream, because that’s not what it is.”
Another complaint has been the “casual” tone of the discussion, that it seemed heartless and cold to discuss “baby parts” like this. Having worked several years in the medical profession, I can tell you that what doctors, nurses and surgeons say out of earshot of patients would curl your hair. It is not done out of callousness, it is simply a part of life. Every situation loses its shock value after extensive exposure, and we should be positive about that, otherwise a promising med student that faints at their first autopsy would not be able to become a heart surgeon and save countless lives in the future.

We must understand that Planned Parenthood is not a baby-killing facility, but a much needed and depended on women’s health center. Abortion is only a small part of what they do in the big picture.

-80% of PP clients receive services to prevent unintended pregnancy and prevent approximately 516,000 unintended pregnancies annually.

-PP provides nearly 400,000 Pap tests and nearly 500,000 breast exams annually.

-Provides nearly 4.5 million tests and treatments for sexually transmitted infections, including 70,000
  HIV tests annually

-THREE PERCENT of all Planned Parenthood services are abortions.

-Annually provides educational programs and outreach to 1.5 million people.


And finally, though a macabre point, what would the pro-lifers have us DO with fetal tissue? This issue, this non-issue, is not going to make abortion illegal. Do they expect doctors to hold burial services for aborted fetal tissue? If it doesn’t go to research, if its not used to help the living, it is going in the biohazard bin and will be incinerated. Do not kid yourselves; the local pastor will not be saying a few words and then erecting headstones.  Again, these are not people. If we knew for certain aborted tissue was a person then abortion would be murder and therefore illegal, period.


Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Roller Coasters & The Meaning Of Life

Men In Black Exhibit/Ride
Yesterday we went to Universal and Harry Potter in Orlando. It was a day of butter beer and heat, bangers and mash and whirly twirley rides. Photos and fruit cups, we ate and screamed our way through the park, and even after 9 hours we still had not seen it all. Miranda (by now you must know she is my adorable step daughter) knows her way through the parks so Mark and I did not have to use up our limited energies wandering around looking for things. Even with bad bones and joints and just plain aging, Mark and I rode all the rides and had fun doing it....well I got a bit queezy after the Harry Potter ride, but I pushed on and rode the dragon, which marked my stomach's end of those rides. It was getting dark and cool by then anyway.
Shopping! Oh sheesh! My ovaries are chastising me for forgetting all the shopping we did! Of course we didn't buy much since the price would make even The Donald blush, but looking is half the fun. (Okay, a third of the fun)
While in bed last night, and trying to stop the room from bucking and rolling like it does after an amusement park day,  I began to see parallels between my life and an amusement park. Hopefully some of this will hit home for you.
When I was younger and full of anxieties and baseless worries, I felt I had to be in total control of myself at all times or..well I didn't really know what would happen if I let go, but I was certain it would be terrible. I do not recall ever laughing with abandon as a child. I don't recall doing anything with abandon most of my life. I sabotaged my childhood by not allowing myself the freedom to just let go. I never spun just for the heck of it, or chased a butterfly to see where it would go. There was always a purpose to what I did and usually it did not include much glee. Not that I didn't play, but even my dolls were organized and went to work and had no fun that someone like Barbie should be having.
From childhood to about age 18 I rode a roller coaster the same way I rode life. I was very stiff and I did not scream or laugh, I held my breath and body still and silent and, though this made the ride unpleasant physically, at least I had control of myself. Yet even then, at all costs, control of self was the goal. It kept the world from falling apart. In retrospect, this easily equates with my anxiety and depression, but at the time I didn't see it.
When I got a little older and began to work I had the horrible realization I would have to socialize with coworkers and try to fit in. The was distressing to me. I had always been a loner so had developed some habits others might call odd, that I called simply social ignorance. So I joined the birthday celebrations in the break room, went for the occasion beer with the troops after work, listened with feigned interest to the other women's love lives or kids' antics. I fit in just fine, even though I always felt my face would crack from faking it all. This was also the time I was seeing a therapist about my anxiety and other issues that were making my life less than perfect. I was learning how to let go, trying desperately to live like others lived, to join the human race.
I went to an amusement park during this time and rode the only things I ever ride, the roller
My 1st coaster in 25 years
coasters. I remembered how disastrous the clenched teeth method was so this time I  forced myself to scream, to let it all out so it wasn't bottled up inside, eating away at me. I held on and screamed like the other riders did, I was no different than they were. Well, the screaming did help the muscles not to be clenched but it felt wrong. I am not a screaming kind of person and I did not have the fire or fear in the belly that it takes to really scream. I was an outcast in sheep's clothing.
A couple of decades have passed. I am now 50, waving hello to 51, who I will meet up with soon. The trip yesterday was the first amusement park I had been to in a few decades. This time I didn't think much about how I appeared or how to control my thoughts and bodily reactions to those thoughts.  My husband loves me, as does my  Miranda, but they still roll their eyes at me at times because of the weird things I do. I have learned to cherish those times, the times when people are shocked or slightly disapproving of me because I then know I am really ME. I no longer fight inner demons who make me feel control is the answer to it all. I now know that being the Mighty Oak and standing firm will get you blown over in a hurricane, but to be a willow means the wind bends you and contorts you, but in the end you are still standing and by god I AM still standing. It took me a lifetime to love myself enough to allow others to love me. I now accept myself, quirks and all, as everyone around me does... and if they don't? There are a few billion others out there they can befriend.  I could lose some weight but I no longer lose sleep over it. There are things in my past I could have done better but unless someone has a time machine I can borrow I don't worry so about that, plus its brought me here, to this amazing life, so thanks Hard Knocks, you did me a service.
Yesterday, in line to ride the first roller coaster in years, I tried not to worry about my bad neck, tried not to worry the heights would freak me out. I looked around and saw people just like me, with inner demons, inner flaws, inner beauty, and I didn't feel alone.
The roller coaster went clickety clack, up up up...I could see the city! I heard someone say they saw their house. Then the coaster crested the apex and I could see down the other side.
Oh.
 My.
God.
But I kept my eyes open. I did not want something as stupid as irrational fear (we were safe after all) get in the way of me having a really good time on one of the most fun things to do on earth, ride the coasters. We flew down that hill (I was in the front car) and were slammed to the right as the coaster curved sharply and twisted sideways at the same time. It was fabulous! Yet right in the middle of it this little voice popped into my head, the one that looks at you from outside yourself and usually judges you harshly...but it didn't. It said "look at you. You are screaming and laughing at the same time. you are afraid yet enjoying the heights and curves, even enjoying the fear itself. You are so lost in the experience that, if it were not for me popping into your head, you would be totally engrossed in the ride and not even thinking about yourself. I guess control is not all it's cracked up to be, huh?"
The ride was still going when that little voice left and I then actually heard myself laughing. For the very first time in my life I was laughing and howling with abandon, and it was a sound I had never heard before.

Very cool in person. Fire shoots about 25 feet.
I believe it was then that I knew I would be ok. Not on the ride or in the park, in life. I knew the rest of my life, no matter how good or bad, I could face it with abandon and know that, even if it didn't work out as I wished, I could handle it, all rides end eventually, and control has nothing to do with outcome.
It is 24 hours since I first stepped into the park and my body feels like I was in a series of small car accidents yesterday. The neck hurts, as I expected, but that ride will end. I think I pulled a back muscle and know I banged my head pretty hard but these things have a time limit as well. Funny thing is, I have been living life this way for a couple of years now but until that roller coaster ride I did not realize it.

Whether is a trip to Universal or a pick -up basketball game with your kids, laugh and yell with abandon, for that is the child in us that never grows up.
Wizarding World of Harry Potter, main street at night.