Today we went to a private scan. Not just because you get the results straight away as opposed to two weeks on the free NHS; but also because the NHS would not tell you the sex of the baby. Sorry, correction. Certain hospitals have a policy of not telling the sex of the baby.
I think it is a fantastic example of how crazy this country has become. You see, everyone knows the reason why they don’t tell you the sex in our nearest hospital. Because of the certain ethnic minority groups, who might not want a baby girl but would prefer a boy. I would dare to suggest that there might be quite a few Muslims in that group, but that is only my wild guess. My natural question to this explanation is ‘so what?’ Well, they are concerned that those certain people might want to get rid of their healthy but unwanted baby girls. My next question to this is.....So?
Honestly. This is moronic on so many levels that I don’t even know where to start.
First of all, I find the fact that they decided not to tell anyone the sex of the baby because they worry about a certain minority of people pretty discriminating against everyone else. They then sent us a letter where they asked us to please not question the sonographer, as sexing of a baby is a “specialized field”. So, despite of the fact that everyone knows the real reason, they openly and shamelessly lie to us. They basically either assume we are all complete morons; or it simply does not matter what we think.
My next question is: Why bother telling me an obvious lie? I would be much happier if they put it simply as their policy- We do not tell the sex. F *** off and go privately if you want to know. But no. They can’t say that. Neither can they tell us the truth, because that would be un-PC! That would be discriminating against those poor ethnic minorities. And it is all about equality and diversity in the UK.
My final question is why should they decide what is right for a particular family?
Imagine a situation- hypothetically, of course. My Islamic fundamentalist husband says to me that if I dare to produce a yet another useless female into his family, he would divorce me. Or beat the living hell out of me on regular basis. And never accept that poor child. So I am filled with fear and I want to know as soon as I can if it is a girl so I could have a termination. But nope. Ny-e-t. The system decided for me. I am not allowed to get rid of that unwanted foetus. So what if my life is hell after that? So what if my husband might throw me out? The NHS’s conscience is clear. The rest of the story is irrelevant.
And, of course, it does not matter anyway, as if I were determined to find out, I would definitely pay for a private scan and then request an abortion. So really, what is the point of this stupid game? Oh yes. Equality and diversity. And political correctness. A complete and utter bollocks.