Spread Your Little Legs

Irina Echarry

HAVANA TIMES, May 4 — It was 7:00 a.m. at the Maternidad Obrera Maternity Hospital, where my fear was making me sweat. The abortion wing was full of impatient women: some nervous, others extremely sure of things, but all of them hoping this would be over quickly.

The women were of different ages, each getting by on wages that weren’t enough to take care of themself – let alone another child.

Because of a mistake made by the woman in admissions, I had to go back down stairs to request my records, which has caused me to lose my place in line. Before I left I heard — for the third time — the nurse announcing, “We can’t have men in here, those who don’t have a woman accompanying them can’t get a curettage.”

The young guy at whom the message was being directed looked at his partner, gave her a kiss and then left, while she repeated that she didn’t have anyone else to be with her – only him, her husband.

I went downstairs and after a few minutes returned with my medical records in hand. They had already assigned the ten beds that were there, so I had to wait even though the biopsy I needed had priority. Still, the wait allowed me to interact with people, listening to their stories and making my comments (though only a few).

They would cart in the anesthetized women on gurneys. The orderly doing this seemed to have taken a course in how to be a stevedore based on how he would plop his load on the bed like a sack of cement. I tried to help him with one woman but he wouldn’t let me.

The nurse realized that I shouldn’t have had to wait so long and gave me the second bed that was unoccupied. I spoke to her softly asking for a place with a little more privacy, but she only explained to me that such a change didn’t make any sense since when I came out of the operating room I was going to be asleep.

Everything was quick: you change your clothes, see the anesthesiologist (who only asks if you’re allergic to any medications), go to the waiting area, see yourself rolled onto a gurney that comes in when it’s your turn, and then you put on some make-do cloth hospital slippers and a green cloth cap when you get to being third in line to go in.

Meanwhile, I watched some of the women come out asleep and listened to the stories of others.

I calculated that they were going to do between 20 and 25 abortions that day. That means that from Tuesday to Friday they must do around a hundred or so each week, making me think that this is a country without a future.

A young woman who was about 20 kept repeating that she wasn’t nervous about any of the commotion because “all the women in my family have been through this.” Still, the cries of another woman flooded the room – she has just lost her baby and was being “cleaned up” without anesthesia.

Behind me was another woman who already had an eight-month-old baby and was in no condition to give birth to another one now. But what was most striking were those who were in front of me.

One of them was a 35-year-old mother who has been pregnant for a short time; she has three grown children, two boys and a girl who’s 15 – and who was also in line for an abortion.

The girl entered the room crying.

The doctor talked to the mother saying, “This is voluntary, so we’re going to wait a little while. If she still says “no” when she gets back in, then we’re going to take her out of here. We can’t do anything against her will.”

The mother asks, “So who’s going to raise it, me?”

Other relatives of the girl came up to her saying: “What’s wrong with you? I thought we had agreed on everything last night. Quit crying and go on in there. You’re too young to ruin your life like this.”

Even a hospital assistant offered a few words to the girl: “You can’t be like that. Why are you crying? You better dry those tears. You have to study, because we blacks have to study so that the white people can’t come along and kick us to the curb. So you go in there now, don’t be crying. You’re going to spread those little legs like you did when you got in this mess. You just breathe deeply and you won’t feel anything.”

Convinced, she went back into the room.

The mother then announced: “Tomorrow I’m going to give you a good beating. All you are is a big headache.

“Poor thing,” I then said to her. “She’s just going through a bad time.” But I stopped immediately when I saw the mother’s pain in her eyes. Then she said, “I went through a bad time too. I’ve spent my working life. I’ve given everything and look at how they pay me.”

I entered the room and the doctor plunged his fingers inside of me: “How far along are you?” he asked jarringly. When I explained that I was there for a biopsy his demeanor changed, he became kinder, less anxious.

He gave me a shot, and then I didn’t feel anything.

 

Irina Echarry

Irina Echarry: I enjoy reading, going to the movies and spending time with my friends. Many of the people I love are dead, or are no longer in Cuba. I will do my best to transmit my thoughts, ideas or worries via these pages so you can get to know me. I will give an idea of my age, since it helps explain certain things. I’m over thirty-five, and I think that’s enough information. I don’t have any children yet, or nieces or nephews. There are days when I transform myself into a child with no age at all in order to see life from another angle. It helps me break the monotony and survive in this strange world.

4 thoughts on “Spread Your Little Legs

  • May 4, 2012 at 10:02 am
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    According to the World Health Organization Cuba has the highest abortion rate in Latin America and among the top ten countries in the world. However, Cuba is one of only 6 countries in Latin America with unrestricted access to legal abortions. The high number of abortions contributes significantly to Cuba’s slightly negative population growth rate. Cuban women who receive abortions are two times more likely to seek a second abortion later when compared to women in other Latin American countries.

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  • May 4, 2012 at 8:18 pm
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    aren´t there enough contraceptives in cuba? it looks like there´s a deal with kuwait to fix the water and sewage systems. in manila and delhi the water and sewage pipes leak and when water is pumped sewage gets in the water. i got diarrhea in habana and this may have been the cause. i could find no anti-diarrhea drugs like lomatil in the pharmacies. servimed for tourists doesn´´t seem to have many drugs and is worse than the other pharmacies. the government policy is to source drugs from latin america because of the american drug embargo. there are lots of cheap generic drugs in india and china. indian/chinese vitamins/food supplements sold to tourists at pharmacies close to tourist hotels would pay some of the cost of imported drugs. drugs are needed now, not a source in latin america policy. does kuwait have an export credit agency? export credit agencies have a bad reputation for getting poor countries into debt with uselesss projects but they are O.K. if the project is good especially if it is a project that will make a country money with a new industry. but in thailand a new industry was trees for paper pulp with excess capacity in asian pulp mills. there is no patent on vitamin-mineral and other food supplements if the cuban drug industry wanted to get into that.

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  • May 5, 2012 at 12:30 pm
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    I’m glad Cuba has abortion on demand–there are too many unwanted, and unplanned, children brought into this world by folks totally unprepared, or unable, to be effective parents, thus perpetuating misery. That said, abortion should be a last resort; it takes an emotional toll on the woman receiving the abortion. It seems like some sort of dialectical struggle betixt our natures as animals, and also our natures as rational, thinking beings who have at least some control over their futures, rather than as passive victims of fates they do not choose.

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  • May 9, 2012 at 9:33 am
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    I completely agree with Michael Landis – well said!
    Irina, I hope the biopsy results were reassuring and all is well with your health.

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