There’s a message a meaning here I can’t unravel – a life saved for a life lost?
How do I make this into a story?
- A pt came into renal transplant clinic
- Tattoo for her sister, lost in a car crash, plastered on her left flank
- Something about feathers, something about brave – I can’t see it all, but it looks something like this – I don’t think she wants me to see
- She’s here to donate her kidney as a living donor
- For a friend of hers – “we’re a 100% match”
- The surgeon examines her belly to show her where they’d have to make the incisions to remove the left kidney
- his fingers trace over the cherished ink
- her concerned muffled grunt and her eyes tell me that this is important to her, even before she tells me why she got it
- The doctor can’t dig into the death too much – really, his concern seems more automatic than organic – but he wants to preserve it as much as possible
- I’ll try to cut the scar along the center of the feather to try to preserve it as much as possible
- Transplant clinic is kind of dull, monotonous
- The Q we ask, the Q we get asked blend together
- the stories we hear are similar, they become one
- this one stood out