Ashley (pictured left) told her story at her apartment, where she was eventually evacuated to by the Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA) after Hurricane Katrina. As a young girl, Ashley’s mother sent her to live with her grandmother. The abandonment was difficult for Ashley. Even though she got good grades in high school and went to college, she got into trouble in her youth from time to time. When Hurricane Katrina hit in 2005, Ashley and her boyfriend escaped and drove to Georgia to stay with a friend of her brother’s.
“…which was a hectic situation every day,” says Ashley. “During that time I wrote a lot of bad checks as it was hard for me to get a job. I didn’t have money for food…and it was the only way really at the time we could get anything. Eventually I got a job at McDonald’s.”
“By the end of 2007, my now husband and I had two kids, and I was four months pregnant…and was working two jobs, at Kmart and Pep Boys.” Even with two jobs, Ashley was behind on bills. She and a friend began finding ways to not pay for things at work. She was caught and sentenced to six months for embezzlement.
In prison and pregnant, Ashley was only able to see a doctor once. The doctor told her she was not getting enough nutrients and needed to be taking pre-natal vitamins, none of which were available to her during her incarceration. Given no special treatment for her growing pregnancy, Ashley was often hungry and humiliated.
A day before her due date she was suddenly transferred to the infirmary, which was filthy and had excrement on the walls. She was shackled and given Pitocin, a powerful drug to induce labor, against her will.
Labor had not started by that evening, so the doctor returned and, “He came in and started poking inside me with an instrument – I’m not exactly sure what it was, it looked like a little stick. It was a lot of pain and I said, ‘You’re hurting me.’ He stopped, but by then he had swollen up my insides.” Ashley was then told they would perform a c-section on her the next day.
Still shackled and against her will, the doctor came in the next day and she was forced to undergo a c-section.
“I think my medical treatment in prison was cruel, degrading and shameful,” says Ashley. “Being shackled, being forced to have a c-section – it was the worst feeling, mentally and emotionally that I have ever been through. And I feel like it would be so unfair for me to have been through this and not say anything about it to somebody.”
The trauma and shame lodged within Ashley for a year until Claire Kiefer from the Voice of Witness team showed up at her door with a smoothie and a box of pastries. Claire, a poet who’d taught creative writing to men and women in prison, had no rules, no set agenda. She played with the baby for a while on the floor of the bare-bones apartment and slowly asked Ashley to talk about her childhood, to tell her life story,“from birth to now.”
“It felt like being in the room with a counselor,” says Ashley. “I was able to cry. I was able to take breaks. I was able to get everything out that I’d been holding in. She never rushed me. She cried with me sometimes. Before she left, I knew I’d gained a friend.”
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