This week I’ve been writing about how my pro-life convictions affect daily decisions, where I spend my money, and what I do with my time. Recently I found a new area of life where I essentially had a choice about seeing where a lot of money went, actually a whole lot more than I had: my medical care.
A couple weeks ago I had major surgery; it was routine but major. This year I have been blessed with great insurance—essentially meaning “my” money wasn’t very involved. Or was it? Where I live there are two major health systems. One is Catholic and takes a staunch pro-life stance. Founded by nuns and enjoying a rich history of Life, there are no abortions, embryonic stem cell research, or other unethical practices performed there. The other system does do “therapeutic” abortions and has a documented history of connection to human embryonic stem cell research. In my case, it was without question where I would choose to have my surgery done. All I could think of was that if I went to the other system, thousands of dollars would be given, essentially in my name, to a place that does the very practices I live my life to prevent.