This back and forth played on my mind and heart until dawn.
On an empty stomach, I arrived at the hospital ten minutes early.
When my name was called, I straightened my posture and walked into the operating room. Lying down, my eyes burned with the tears of mourning already.
They were my pups, and I loved them already. Can I truly go through with this?
The doctors nearby were preparing for the surgery. The cold gleam of the surgical instruments filled my heart with dread.
It was as though their cries rang louder in my head. A force within me was surging forward, telling me not to go through with this.
"Ms. Hillbrook, for a painless abortion, we’ll administer general anesthesia. You won’t feel a thing, and it will be over quickly. We’ll start the anesthesia now." The doctor said.
