A 72 year old becomes his grandchild's Dad
A 72-year-old man will become the genetic father of his own grandchild after agreeing to donate sperm to his daughter-in-law in London to allow her to conceive.
The unnamed man became a donor after his son and daughter-in-law could not conceive a child through IVF (in-vitro fertilisation) because his son's sperm was not of high quality.
His son will become the father of his genetic half-brother.
The sperm is being screened at a London Women's Clinic, which is treating the couple who are in their 30s and who have requested anonymity.
The clinic's co-medical director, told the daily he had never seen such a case before, but some people are now willing to consider all kinds of options with progress in fertility treatment.
"Obviously the wife's mother-in-law also had to be included in all the conversations but she has no objections," he was quoted as saying.
Society has also changed its perceptions of what is and what is not acceptable. In this case, keeping the identity of the child similar to their own was a huge factor.
The husband does not have a brother, which is why he chose his own father to assist.
A spokeswoman for the Human Fertilisation and Embryology Authority (HFEA), which regulates the fertility sector in Britain, said it did not need to approve the decision.
Donations from family members, including sisters sharing their eggs, are permitted under British law, she said.
There has been an isolated Situation where it seems a person became his own grandfather, but this could have only occured within Tasmania 's outback communities where a large number of babe"s have been hatched with two noggins, severing one or the other creates doubt to which head had the brain, it seems opting for the wrong head after tossing a coin to decide, could be resolved by using a double headed penny.
Becoming ones own grandfather occurrs quite frequently in rural areas of Unclesamland, most of these sits have been in Minnesota USA, I wonder why?
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Or have we got it wrong? maybe Two Heads are better than one, If so what would be the advantages of this Duo Phenomena, your say will be appreciated.
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Keshi.
u have made science your God
Todays children have more than we ever did and they become bored so easily, I was never bored,
we had great fun and enjoyment with the simplest of things, even 2 cans and a length of string. Owning a simple AM transistor radio
kept me occupied, just sitting in a field listening to Radio Luexmburg, Mrs. Dales Dairy, The Klitheroe Kid (and that dreadful Horis Batchelor) There were always Armed Forces Radio on Sunday Mornings, The Beano, Dandy and others. Grandmas Apple Pie and Aunties Fairy Cakes. Fishing in the local pond or river, Scrumping for apples, (trying to catch a fox, .. They run too fast) Picking blackberries or mushrooms, Steal a couple of Woodbines from dads pack and share them with a cousin or a friend, smoke then where no one would see us. Fish And Chips and a pickled onion all wrapped in newspaper. Billy cart races, cycling some ridiculous distance to go wher we haven't been before. (and often getting lost) (Geographically misplaced would be a better term) Low resolution (405 lines)
B/W TV. Building things from material found on the street or from the council tip Saturday Cinema, and all those great westerns... We did such a lot with so litle and had great fun and enjoyment. .. THose were the days..
The only boring time I can remember was Sunday evening, TV programs did not start untill 7:00pm - just eating a sandwich and watching mother do the ironing whilst listening to the Black & White Minstrel Show on the radio.
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Because the poor woman was one sandwich short of a picnic the other residents tolerated her and some of them actually joined in.
One day Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. STOP!' he shouted in a firm voice. 'Have you got a license for that thing?'
Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper and held it up to him.
'OK' he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, weird Harold popped out in front of her and shouted 'STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?'
Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up to him.
Harold nodded and said 'On your way, Ma'am.'
As Ethel neared the final corridor, Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, Butt- Naked, and holding his 'You-Know-What' in his hand.
'Oh, good grief,' yelled Ethel, 'Not that Damn Breathalyzer Test again!'
(NOW I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE, THAT'S FUNNY!)
All the Arab facilities were completely full so they had to put him in a Jewish home.
After few weeks in the Jewish facility, they came to visit Grandpa.
“How do you like it here?” asks the grandson.
“It’s wonderful!! Everyone here is so courteous and respectful," says Grandpa.
“We’re so happy for you. We were worried that this was the wrong place for you."
“Let me tell you about how wonderfully they treat the residents here,? Grandpa says with a big smile.
“There’s a musician here - he’s 85- years old. He hasn't played the violin in 20 years and everyone still calls him ‘Maestro’
"And there's a physician here - 90 years old. He hasn’t been practicing medicine for 25 years and everyone still calls him 'Doctor'!!
"Also a Federal Judge, retired for over 30 years, is still addressed as? Your Honor'.
"And me, I haven't had sex for 30 years and they still call me? the fucking Arab