Its Sunday today. I had the roughest night last night. I had dinner again Saturday night with my friend and I got home so exhausted and achy from sitting down for a few hours. Walking around town didn’t help either. I took one of my golden Tylenol’s. I only had three left. I thought about calling Planned Parenthood Monday morning. I keep having these terrible thoughts that my uterus is now some scarred up piece of meat that is useless now. I feel pain but not enough to call 911. I don’t know what to do or think anymore.

I took the next two days off of work. I still feel like I can’t be in an office or get to the office for that matter. The subway ride always makes me feel anxious because the bumps and turns makes it hurt down there. Walking fast also hurts. I need a mental and physical break from the hustle and bustle and I will take these days to force myself into a time slot at Planned Parenthood so I can see what is wrong before it is too late.

It’s been one week complete. I figured that is enough time to allow my body to get back to its “normal routine”. And yet, it doesn’t feel that way. I still feel fucked up. I havent been able to move like I used to. I feel like I am getting over a labor delivery and in this case it was just a 5week 2 day pregnancy. What the hell could be going on. I don’t trust anybody now. I spend the entire day crying and hoping I am ok. I hope no one out there puts themself through this ever. This is not the easy way out. The Abortion Pill is NOT the easy way out.