Lets expand on that a little. The DUmmies believe that since a fetus can't survive outside the womb it's not "life"....right....so therefore a woman has the right to kill it abort it...right?. Well, since DUmmies can't live without government support, therefore those of us who pay taxes should have the right to abort kill the DUmmies....right?
ERRRRR not so fast. TODAY with science a baby can survive outside the womb with a birth weight of less then a pound of butter.
Yesterday some premies were placed in a shoe box and kept under the wood stove for warmth. Seems like most family's having story's about a relative that survived that way in the 1800's up to the 1940's.
Tomorrow and each day after science gets better and better and before you know it a baby can be grown like a hot house tomato.
8 years ago my grandson entered the world at 20 oz. Poor little tyke, he looked like an Alien, all arms and legs, head kind of squished down, these huge eyes that seldom opened. No way we thought can this child survive. Taken to Dartmouth Hitchcock he was placed in a dark room, there they placed a small speaker in his enclosure that played 24/7 a heart beat and occasionally the enclosure was moved about to mimic a mother moving.
He had a small hole in his heart that was operated on, --Good Grief, and he thrived. Talking to the staff I learned he was a Big baby of the unite there were others there smaller then him. Outside there was one wall covered with pictures of baby's so small they could fit into your hands at birth and later pictures of the same baby at bench marks in their lives all the way up until they themselves became parents.
I am sure in the last 8 years there has been tremendous strides in saving even smaller baby's. Give it ten more years and we can save a baby at 8 oz, or 4 1/2 months pregnancy.
It was a 3-4 hour drive to the hospital for us, then the fun began. We all had to have an ID card just to get into the unit. Be on a list for visitors, and just to see the baby we had to all scrub down, put on gloves and head coverings, booties over our shoes and finally a paper gown and face mask. Quite the place, we were entering the Holy of Holys, the sacred area of life.
50 years from now the wealthy woman will abort at 8 weeks, and the child will grow in these units until they reach 4/5 pounds to be sent home and grow up never knowing the difference from a full term baby.
