Yesterday was Mother's Day and I had been expecting a call from the man I had asked to be my known donor. I had been rehearsing, revising, and re-rehearsing my responses to his decision all day. Having been denied before, I had my response pretty well memorized if they said no. I couldn't quite perfect, at least in my head, a response to him should he say yes. I mean, how do you thank someone for giving you the gift of life? A trip to Paris, a kidney... I don't know.
I received the call at 7:08 p.m. He said he would have called earlier but had to hunt down my number since he lost his phone. By this time I had already had wine, of course trying to act calm, cool and collected when he called! He said he had given it thought and decided he would be happy to help me!!! He didn't go without mentioning that his life-partner had some reservations, mainly concerning how this decision may impact his future, but overall I had his partners blessing. In fact, it was his partner that said, "This will be your last Mother's Day without a kid."
I have been given a gift of life, and for this, I am in debt to my known sperm donor.
