McAllen, Texas – Five weeks pregnant and on her way to the clinic in Texas’s vast Rio Grande Valley, A. asked her boyfriend to pull over during the hour-long drive so she could vomit. She cried when she saw the protesters outside the squat, tan building that is home to Whole Woman’s Health. She didn’t want to walk past them for what turned out to be the first day in a year that the clinic would be providing abortions. So she called the clinic before coming in, and a young woman in an orange “Stand with Texas” shirt came to help her through.
By the time A. spoke to msnbc, on the condition of anonymity as she waited for her appointment, her mood had improved. A 20-year-old college student wearing braces and a pink rayon blouse, she curled up with her legs under her in the waiting room, leaning on her boyfriend’s shoulder and giggling over a shared whisper.
A. only vaguely knew of the state law that had closed the clinic and threatened to do again next week, pending an appeals court ruling. A reporter explained: Texas lawmakers had required doctors to get admitting privileges at local hospitals, only no hospital would grant them.
“How sad,” A. said, in Spanish, repeating it: “How sad, that’s the truth. They have no idea what it’s like to be in this situation.”
Around them in the waiting room, other young women, friends as of that morning, huddled in pairs under the purple blankets the clinic had handed out as a defense against the chilly blast of air conditioning. Eighteen women would be seen that day at the newly reopened clinic.
A. had an idea of how lucky she had been with timing, if not in other ways.
The birth control pills she and her boyfriend had bought at a pharmacy in Mexico — minutes from McAllen, where much of A.’s family lives — hadn’t worked.
A. is uninsured in a state that has refused to expand Medicaid under the Affordable Care Act, and she has never had sex education. The morning after pill had no effect. And A. says she doesn’t want kids — not now, she said in Spanish, or ever.
A. also knew women bought ulcer medication at Mexican pharmacies to induce miscarriage. “I was never going to take it,” she said. “I was afraid, because I heard that many women had died taking it.”
The Rio Grande Valley once had two legal abortion clinics, but Texas’s far reaching anti-abortion bill had forced both to close. Without those two locations, the nearest clinic was in 250 miles away in San Antonio —a fact A. and her boyfriend knew well because they had planned to travel there that week — a nearly $2,000 trip they couldn’t afford and had planned to put on credit cards. They decided they wanted to fly back and forth in one day so as to miss less class time, because A. dreams of being a professor.
A friend was going to drive from Austin to give them a ride to the clinic. It hurt A. that she couldn’t tell family members in San Antonio, whom she rarely gets to see, that she would be there, because the couple had decided to keep the pregnancy a secret.









