Two weeks ago, my uncle and I walked down the hall to the pre-surgery prep room. I held his frail arm and as he fought back tears, he said, "I'm really scared." I said, "Don't be we're almost done now."
I donated a kidney to my uncle. I was the only match in the family and never wavered in my conviction to do this. I was completely at peace and wanted to help my uncle live. Not just live, but thrive.
Are you listed on the National Kidney Registry for living donors? Do you have that organ donor sticker on your driver license? You should.