I have chosen to write this post about the knowledge that I do not have I my life. These are for me the things that I can’t answer or know anything about, because of my status as a donor child. These are small things that have played a part in my life. The blank spots are situations in my life that I think only happen to donor children.
Who do I really look like?
It is no secret that I was very concerned about these thoughts when I was younger. I think everyone remembers that they have been compared to their parents. People have commented on who you look like and who you certainly don’t look like.
Naturally, this means a lot to me.
A phrase like “God you look like your mother” also made me think about how my donor looked. What traits I had clearly from him and which were just mine?
Who looks like who is often Smalltalk, but can have great significance. I know it meant something to me. I spent a lot of time thinking about how my donor looked. Whether I had his nose or eye colour or height?
For me, it was a wonder, not grief. We as a family have always talked openly about these things, so I just felt that I was a little cool with my mysterious traits.
Genetics – What do I have with me?
Genetic is one of the places where I think the donor can cause many unanswered questions. For a period I have worked in a genetic department, and I have always had both knowledge and interest in genetics in general.
As a donor child, I have 50% genetics which is unknown.
We got very much aware of this Just a few years ago. Here we found out that I was lactose intolerant. It is an inheritance you must have from both the mother and father to become lactose intolerant.
And just as far as these hereditary qualities are concerned, I have been confronted on several occasions with the lack of knowledge of the donor’s genetics.
At the doctor’s, I’m often asked about diseases of the family on different occasions. Again here the blank spots made me unavailable to give the full answer.
But is it so bad?
I could not find any other than these 2 points in my life where I really felt that I was a donor child meant that I lacked answers. Therefore, I can only conclude that it hasn’t been a major loss for me so far.
Who knows maybe it can change it. But right now I live in happy ignorance and find myself well with it in my life right now.
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