"Wait, this can't be right.  This can't be your last donation..." but it was. 

I felt a bit sad leaving the London Sperm Bank for the last time today.  The squeezing in of trips across London between client meetings; the regular abstinence; the planning around 'if I do something now then I'll not be able to donate on Friday dammit'. It had all become part of life, and now it's over.

To celebrate the occasion, I decided to upload a photo of my last donation in its BIOHAZARD bag to Facebook and tag it at the London Sperm Bank.  Then I adjusted the privacy settings to 'Close friends only' but quickly reverted that as almost everyone I'm friends with on Facebook knows what I've been getting up to....

Looking back through my Facebook timeline I'm amazed at how much I've done in the six months I've been donating: I've changed jobs, become an uncle twice over, been too far too many parties, given up booze, been on 13 holidays visiting 22 cities and travelling over 30,000 miles, run over 1,000 KM and... donated ~80ml of ejaculate.

The donation part doesn't seem that impressive when compared to the other things in my life, but when a friend just asked me if I was pleased I'd done it, it was very easy to reply with an affirmative.  It might not be as important saving lives, as I do by being a blood and stem cell donor, but the creation of life is almost there.  And I keep reminding myself of the adorable lesbian couple in the London Women's Clinic that I saw when I went for my medical check-up.

This probably won't be my last entry, but for now, it's goodbye from me.