YOUNGCHE says:

You’re still in time frame for the morning after pill. And if you do have to have the abortion you’re so early that sometimes they can just give you a pill or a shot. But look for a planned parent hood on the web, and if you don’t go there def. do research about where you choose to go. Good luck.

Klay says:

if you are only 2 days late I would not worry yet. If you a week or 2 yes, then worry. Sometimes than can just give you pills if you are not far along and it would not consist of a major procedure….
This is just fact…Not my opinion…good luck.

David Ippolito says:

The Unborn Child… by David Ippolito
Today- today my life began. I’m part of God’s great plan. Though my parents don’t yet know it. I’m small. But I will be a boy indeed. I’m gonna Grow & learn to read. They’ll know they’ve given me the love I need. ‘Cause I’m gonna show it. And to think- it won’t be very long. They’ll be humming me a bedtime song. I’ll have my binkie & pajama. They’ll- be singing like a bird- the sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard. I already know my first word- is going to be “mama”.
My hair will be brown & my eyes will be the same. when they find out I’m a boy their gonna choose my name. I will make them happy & bring them so much joy. I can hardly wait to be their little boy.
Some- say I’m not for real. That it’s really no big deal. They say I’m just a mass of tissue. They say- I have no human worth- & that up until my birth- they can end my life on earth- without the slightest issue.
They fight for the right to kill the unborn daughter. They fight for the right to kill the unborn son. Like the innocent Lamb led out to the slaughter. As guilty as the hand that holds the gun.
My mom- will sit me on her knee. And when my daddy comes home to me- I know he’ll hug us both & squeeze us. My heart- has just begun to beat. I’m growing arms & feet. One day I’ll be complete. And I’m going to love Jesus.
My mom & dad will love me the very best they can. They’ll help me grow in to a fine, young man. And one day I will have my own son, too. And daddy- I will name him after you.
Some- say that it’s their choice. But the ones without a voice- are suffering a violent death. They say- that it’s their right to choose- that there’s no life to lose- and if you don’t share their views- they say, “You’d better save your breath.”
Life starts in the comfort of the womb. But ends up in the nightmare of the tomb. The sorrow of the souls no one would save- they traded in the cradle for the grave.
I’ll- have friends when I am young. And we will play among- the grass, the trees, & the flowers. And when- I find someone that’s mine- she will be my valentine. I will call her on the line- & we will talk for hours.
So much to live for- so much to do in life. To have a family- children & a wife. And a church- & a God to forgive us of our sin. The journey awaits- I’m ready to begin.
My hands- are starting now to form. One day they’ll feel so warm- when I run them through my mother’s hair. And when- each day turns into night- they will tuck me in just right. And before they shut the light- they’ll say The Lord’s Prayer.
I will love them more than a child can ever show. And with each day- the more & more I’ll grow. They will wake me gently each & every morn. It is almost time for me now to be born.
What- is happening to me? My heart beats rapidly. The pain is more than I can take! I- can hear my mother cry. Is this our last good-bye? Mommy- I don’t want to die. I can feel my body break.
They fight for the right to kill the unborn daughter. They fight for the right to kill the unborn son. Like the innocent Lamb led out to the slaughter. As guilty as the hand that shoots the gun. It has a name: the name is Murder-One!
Today- my life came to an end. I just can’t comprehend- why my mommy & daddy killed me.