“For painkillers, at best, an injection of novocaine. And the doctor’s menacing roar: “Why are you yelling?” You should have spread your legs less in front of the man! It helps one hundred percent: the screams from the abortion clinic instantly subside. In fact, the doctor does not have nerves of iron: from morning to evening he listens to screams, like in the Gestapo. But the best anesthesia: the large warm hand of a nurse standing at the head of the head. In the most unbearable, painful moments, you squeeze this saving hand very, very tightly. The nurse then either brags or complains, looking at the bruises and wounds from digging in nails: “You’ll tear off your arm someday.” I was completely numb. You feel like you’re in a vice twenty times a day...” She should be hired as a full-time anesthesiologist.”