Norine Dworkin-McDaniel thought that the abortion pill was supposed to make abortion safe, easy, and discreet... until she had to take it herself. She writes of her experience:
Nothing - not the drug literature, not the clinic doctor, not even my own gyno - had prepared me for the searing, gripping, squeezing pain that ripped through my belly 30 minutes later. I couldn't even form words when Stewart called to check on me. It was all I could do to gasp, "Come home! Now!" For 90 minutes, I was disoriented, nauseated, and, between crushing waves of contractions that I imagine were close to what labor feels like, racing from the bed to the bathroom with diarrhea. Then, just as quickly, it was over. The next night, I started bleeding. I bled for 14 days. A follow-up ultrasound confirmed I'd aborted. And that's when my problems really began.
Read the rest of her story in Marie Claire