At my hairdresser last week, I met a very interesting older lady who was also having her hair done. I was talking to the hairdresser about this couple who delivered their
baby in an airplane on the way to Japan from Canada. To make it even more interesting, the woman had no idea she was pregnant!
Anyway, this older lady started telling us snippets from her life. It seems her sister decided to have a baby at 42 using artificial insemination. The sister is very educated and career-minded and was never able to find the perfect partner. However she badly wanted a child of her own and explored all her options including adoption. She had 3 failed artifical insemination attempts which resulted in miscarriage. Then the doctor died of an aneurysm. She found another doctor. The nurse there told her she had a choice of 2 sperm donors. One of them was a short man with curly hair, married with his own children. He had very fertile sperm and had artificially inseminated many women. The other sperm donor was a tall,blonde,young,handsome Scandinavian studying for his Phd. She chose the Scandinavian because she didn't want her unborn child having so many unknown cousins in the world. The sister successfully gave birth by Cesarian section to a baby girl. She was so overjoyed at the miracle that she actually became religious.
I found this lady so interesting to talk to. She went on to say that she met and married her husband in 10 days much to her parents' distress. However the marriage lasted until her husband passed way 5 years ago. She has 2 sons and 2 grandsons who are a part of her life. I realized she must be lonely, she had so much to say. After her husband died she did a lot of exotic travelling as he never wanted to do that. She went to Varanasi, India with a girlfriend. I asked her if she got sick, and yes she did, from some chicken she ate in a fabulous palace they visited. Her girlfriend ate the vegetarian meal. Regardless, she had a wonderful time. She has even visited China where she didn't get sick, remarking that she ate only vegetables there.
At any rate, it was time for me to go and I bid her goodbye as we exchanged first names. I thought she should honestly write a memoir.