I have a cousin with a twin sister–who looks like their oldest sister, while she herself looks like sister #2, as if there should have been two sets of identical twins but the universe got it all mixed up.
In between are their two brothers.
They’re all married with kids but out of all that family, none were a match. There was the elation of finally going on the kidney transplant list to cure her congenital disease vs the knowledge that it could take years to find one.
But they did, they found one quite quickly. And he’s offered to be a living donor. They’re a match.
It’s her husband.
The surgery is next Tuesday. Hers will be quite long because they cannot do the usual leave the old ones in and just add in the new; the old ones have to go.
Heather and Nate, and I’m praying hard from here.