I will march for Karnamaya Mongar

Filed Under (Blogs) by Susan on 26-01-2017

Hearing the name Kermit Gosnell again brought horrible memories from the forsaken West Philadelphia clinic on Lancaster Street.  However, a newly released book and movie by the same title, “Gosnell,” was the reason for the radio interview that I happened to capture the other day.

 

I heard the story of 41-year-old Karnamaya Mongar, a Nepali refugee, who came for sanctuary to the state of Virginia with her husband and grown children.  After discovering her pregnancy, her family sought help to terminate the pregnancy.  Unfortunately, they ended up in Gosnell’s clinic.

Gosnell was the only physician at the clinic ( and I use that term very loosely, I will not call him doctor).   He did not have certification as an obstetrician or gynecologist, which is law in Philadelphia for abortion clinics.  His office staff did not even include a nurse.  The general plan was the women would come mid-day and receive medication from ‘medical assistants’ who were not truly certified.  As their forced labor progressed through the next hours, more medication would be administered orally.  Because so many women in various stages of labor were in the dirty office area, the parenteral route of medicines would be administered in order to “quiet” the women.   Remember, the narcotics and sedatives were given via vein, and given by the unlicensed and uncertified assistants, without any physician supervision.

 

For Mrs. Mongar, she was finally placed on the exam table, without any type of blood pressure or oxygen monitoring equipment.  A staff member noticed she was not breathing and called Gosnell and others to help.  No one called 911 for another ten minutes.  Meanwhile, none of the family were aware of any issues for Mrs. Mongar.

 

Once EMS arrived at the clinic and began CPR, they were able to get a weak pulse.  However, precious time passed in trying to race Mrs. Mongar to the hospital thru a chained emergency exit, that no one had a key to unlock.  Finally, they were able to get her to the emergency room, however, Mrs. Mongar passed away, due to drug overdose in the abortion clinic.

 

For the first time since 1993, the state of Pennsylvania and its health department would investigate the West Philadelphia clinic.  The dried blood on stirrups and furniture throughout the clinic.  The flea-ridden cats that roamed the interiors of the clinic.  The jars of baby’s feet in liquid preservatives.  The complaints from the janitor who frequently cleared the clogged water pipes, by removing the fetus arms, legs and body parts.    These and many many more were the findings in the “House of Horrors.”

 

Karnamaya is dead, and so is her unborn child.  She was a woman.  She did not know the English language.  She was poor.  She was a hard worker, and did the best she could to take care of her family.  She was a victim.  How many more women must die before we see the light?    We truly must speak up for the rights of women, including Karnamaya.  No one counseled her on the danger of second trimester abortions.  No one discussed side effects of potent drugs on her petite frame.  No one gave her counseling on the emotional effects of an abortion.

If that clinic had been shut down due to the many calls, reports, and deaths that occurred, Karnamaya may have still been with us today.   There are alternatives to abortion, which does so much to destroy the physical and emotional being of a woman.  And truly, if abortion is a mark of woman’s rights, then where are Karnamaya’s rights?

 

March for Life in 2017, March for Karnamaya, #ThisIsWhyIMarch

Susan

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