Sound-Off: 'I Wish I'd Had Planned Parenthood'

During the summer of 1969, after graduating from high school, I discovered that I was pregnant by my childhood sweetheart. It was a time when sex education wasn't taught in school or at home. I was a little over two months along and was not prepared for a pregnancy, and surely not in a position to hear my boyfriend respond to "my dilemma." I felt alone — and ashamed. I used all the things I thought would rid me of my shame. For days, I douched my insides raw with vinegar and hot water, and vomited quinine water...
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