"Don't worry," said the doctor. "You're in good hands. We've done this many times."
The anesthesiologist pressed something into her IV. "That should help."
Still frightened, she prayed silently. She knew having a kidney removed was not routine.
Then another vial and the world dimmed. The gurney moved, her eyes closed...
...And awoke, groggy but mostly lucid. The pain was bad. She turned her head to look at the young girl next to her and still managed a smile. I had two, and she had none. Jesus gave me life, this is the least I could give.
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