No, I Don't Know ALL My Medical History..

Today I went for a routine phyician visit. I had to change my medical history form and wrote unknown for my Father's medical history. There is a blank spot there now, as there is in my heart. I am compiling a data base of potential donors from the information I have researched. I have joined a website for Offspring of donors.

Off On A Journey

Helpfulness, not an attribute most people have when you are searching for someone who was to be annonymous. I went to the school where my donor Dad graduated and attempted to get information to begin my attempt to figure out who he is/was. The limited information I have is at least a start. Does he know I exist? Would he want to know? Do I look like him? I did manage to get many names of graduates today in the potential time era of my conception.

The Unbelievable..Or Is It?

In an instant my life changed. Poof, just like that. All I had thought and known changed. This was the day I was told that my Dad was biologically not my Dad. Strange, or was it? Certainly there were differences I noticed growing up and even inquired about, but now in my 40's had let go of the notion. But, it was true. In the wake of tragedy, a family death, the truth was told. As shocking as this was, it was also an "ah ha" moment. I was the offspring of a sperm donor. A med student sperm donor, a different religion than the one I had been brought up in. Who is he? The seach begins.