When the phone rings at 2:00 a.m., the voice on the other end is rarely calm. As a former 911 dispatcher, I spent years trained to be the steady anchor in someone’s darkest hour. But nothing in my emergency services career prepared me for the harrowing calls I field now on an abortion pill help line.
I speak every day with women and girls in moments of fear, pain, and confusion — often in the middle of the night, when no one else is willing to answer the phone. Over the past year, I have noticed a troubling pattern that should concern anyone who cares about women’s health, parental responsibility, and basic medical ethics.
