Lorraine |
Before I found my daughter Jane I had written three letters to Hillside Terrace, the innocuous name of the adoption agency in Rochester, New York, and received three letters back telling me she was all right. The last one said she was "happy in her family." How do they know that, I wondered. They are making this up, I was certain. In fact, my daughter had a rather violent form of epilepsy.
I wrote the first letter when she was five or six. It seemed so wrong to write--I knew the agency didn't want to hear from me--but I had a sense that my daughter needed me, and wrote anyway. Only the third time, a few years later, did I mention the birth control pills I took when I was pregnant, as DES was suddenly all over the news. DES was a drug that was supposed to prevent miscarriage. What it did, however, is screw up the reproductive organs of many girls whose mothers took it, and this all came out in the seventies. Now I wondered--what about those birth control pills? I'd been prescribed them after I was pregnant but before my pregnancy test was positive. What effect might they have had on my baby?
After I met Jane and her parents, when Jane was fifteen, her adoptive mother told me Jane's doctor had written to Hillside Terrace around the same time I wrote my first letter. They were trying to find out more about my medical history. Jane's seizures began when she was five. Before that, nothing had been unusual. And certainly there was nothing in the information given them--as it contained no health history at all. Just that Jane was a healthy baby. If her doctor had reached me then, he certainly would have asked questions about my pregnancy and of course the birth control pills would have come out. Would it have affected her treatment? Unknown. But it might have.
And coming into my daughter's life earlier, rather than later, surely would have been a good thing. By the time we met, her self-esteem was about as low as it could go; her adoptive mother wondered if I had ever been in a mental institution, or if there were mental problems in my family. All I could think was: my daughter might have been led to believe that I might be institutionalized. That her natural mother is defective. And that's why she, Jane, has seizures.
Later on, it meant a great deal to Jane to read the letters I had gotten back from the agency. They verified in her mind that, indeed, I had not forgotten her. Of course, no mother forgets, but sometimes hard evidence is good to hold in one's hand.--lorraine
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ReplyDeleteI tremendously admire your courage Lorraine. At least you found your daughter. My daughter should be 48 years old. True about the medical history. So many pro adoption people are so short sighted they actually place the children in danger for lack of a current medical history. How much history is a 16 year old girl going to to have as I was at the time? But a 65 year old woman is gonna have plenty of history as I do now. Still, they gotta keep the adoption fairy tale going it seems! In truth, my daughter is in danger of an early death because I have no way to warn her that her DNA may have a ticking time bomb of an often fatal disease. Ugh! The creeps at "my" agency" (I use the term loosely!), are not receptive to me. They'd just rather now that they've successfully robbed me of my child that I disappeared into the neither world. Great point Lorraine!
ReplyDeleteFrances, I used a searcher I paid who uncannily was able to find just about anybody very quickly, birth mother or adoptee. You paid after he found but before you got the information. It cost $1200 in 1981. What I hear today is that many who use the search services is that they take cases that are unlikely to result in a "find." My searcher apparently went out of business.
ReplyDeleteBut some of them are ethical and do good work.
I searched for & was successful in finding my birth father back in '07. I had been looking online for a few years but nothing had turned up. I finally caught a break when I accidentally misspelled his name in a google search and, low and behold, there he was! I was 34 at the time. I created http://www.findfamilyafar.com to help others who are in the same or similar circumstances. I know all too well the pain that accompanies not knowing your biological roots. FFA is unique in that it creates a global exposure piece that is very useful for those persons (ie birth parents, children) that may be searching for YOU right now. Use of the site is totally free. Hope this helps and perhaps will see you on http://www.findfamilyafar.com.. Good luck!
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ReplyDeleteWhen my son was adopted, I emphasized to the social workers how important it was to pass on the information to his adoptive parents that his father's immediate family had two members who had a serious condition, one of whom had died of it in childhood. So it was crucial that this information went with him and was flagged up. I also wrote it down, in answer to questions about family medical history.
Years later, when we reunited, I asked him if he was alert to the signs of this condition. He knew nothing about it, it had never been mentioned to him, and he knew nothing about how this condition had affected close members of his natural family.
So my unsuspecting son could've died, unecessarily, from the ignorance cultivated by the closed adoption system.