Thanks for this thread OP, it's much appreciated to read how it is from a HCP point of view.
Thankfully when I had a surgical abortion aged 17 I experienced nothing but kindness from the nurses on the day of the procedure. Going under GA (I'd been referred on the NHS by sympathetic GP and after a scan showed I was 14 weeks was scolded by an aged Consultant for being so shameless as to have sex and to refrain if I didn't want a baby and that there were no options and I'd have to have the baby. Me and my mam went back to GP who was disgusted but not surprised and pointed me in the direction of BPAS (forgot to say this is early 1990's)
My dad drove me down to the private clinic, I think it was called ?Danham Lodge, in Doncaster 4 hours drive away and I had a consultation with a doctor with no nurse chaperone. I was told to completely strip naked and lie on the bed where he did a breast and vaginal examination. I remember feeling traumatised but just assumed this was the norm?
I was booked into a B&B directly opposite for the procedure to be done the next day and I remember the kindness of the landlady - obviously she'd had lots of girls/women staying previously. She gave me an alarm call next morning and on my way out the door gave my arm a squeeze and said 'you'll be fine'.
After booking in I was shown to a 4 bed bay where by we all stated why were there (voluntarily) - only lady who had an obvious bump in the bed next to me was there because she'd briefly split up from her husband and had slept with a black partner so was worried the baby would be mixed race (she was scanned and too far to have the procedure). Another was a 14 year old whose brother had made her pregnant.
My most prominent memory is the lovely nurse who held my hand going down to theatre and reassuring me, she was so kind and stroked my face and wiped the tears away and told me I WOULD be ok. I'll never forget her.
When I woke up from the GA I was crying though I don't remember it and the same nurse held my hand back to the ward. We were given a cooked meal at tea-time in a canteen style set-up and my dad picked me up the next morning. Before this my dad and I were never very close but it definitely brought us together - I'll never forget how supportive mam and dad were.
Sorry for the essay but this has brought the memories of it all back to me - and I can absolutely say, even aged 17, I absolutely did not take the decision lightly or think it was a form of birth control. I was a naive 17 year old just out of an abusive relationship where he was finally jailed for violence and stalking.
Thank God for people like you OP :)