Saturday, December 20, 2008 at 1:59:00 PM EST
Your high school years are perhaps the best years of your life; I say this because I have not yet gone to college. But along with SAT preparation and AP testing, comes the beginning stages of exploring your sexuality and experimentation. While the “high school night life” is no where near the college night life, it still encompasses the basic party amenities: alcohol, drugs, sex, and loud music.
Alright I’m going to cut to the chase: the other night, my friend went to a party, got trashed, had sex with someone, and woke up the next morning scared out of her mind. She called me up immediately and told me her dilemma. This is how our conversation sounded like:
My Friend: Cristina…last night I went to a party and I think I had sex with someone. I don’t even remember who he is!
Me: Okay, don’t panic. Can we go to CVS and get Plan B?
My Friend: They won’t give me EC unless I have a doctor’s prescription.
Me: Ugh. Let’s get a doctor’s prescription right now.
My Friend: It’s a Saturday. My doctor’s office is closed. They won’t reopen until Monday at 8. But even then, I have school and won’t be able to get a prescription until 3.
I was frantic. That weekend was perhaps the longest weekend I’ve had in a while. If there is no medical reason for requiring a doctor’s prescription for EC, then why must the law exist? My anger with the law goes beyond the fact that we, young women, deserve equal access to contraception. But this jeopardizes a young woman’s life. It’s a giant impediment in their struggle to defeat the possibility of pregnancy. If a minor can get an abortion in New Jersey without the consent of her parents, why can’t she get EC?
Today, my friend’s pregnancy has been confirmed. She's only 17.