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rhythmic beeping the only sound in the room. Tubes and wires impaled parts of her fragile body, connecting her to the devices that seemed to mock me with their multiple beeping. I wanted her to wake up, t

e with a pained smile. Surely,

other now." She smiled. I wanted to reciproc

d one of her hands by the wrist and kissed it. Remembering how the last time that she was a

n't belong in bread dough? But you still agreed

ut carrot cake and carrot bread bei

e, once full of life, looked so pale and fragile. The oxygen mask covered her mouth, making her

old back more tears that threaten

um

as goi

shed in. Soon, I was being ejected from the room by two e

er will be alright." They reassured while s

, placing my head on the glass window and watching as t

kept her imprisoned in that unmoving body. But I knew it was useless. I was as powerless as she wa

g, approached me. He was a tall man with a stern

to act fast," he said, h

used now. What did he

g everything we can to stabilize her, but there's some

, I could hear it with my br

oked out, my voice

a transplant as soon as possible. Without it, her chances of survival are very slim. For now, she'll be pla

dn't be happening. Not now, not when we were just beginn

more of that?"

ances of it. She needs that transpl

How much is it? How

ut dialysis is only a temporary solution. We need to start looking for a

ht of what he was about to say. It

y voice trembling. It was

ed, a sympathetic

the medications. It's all very expensive. You'

hat kind of money? I had some savings, but it

ing about?" I asked,

and dollars," the doctor replied. "That's depending on

he chair. I could barely keep mum alive with the little money I had, an

of money," I cried. "W

nd a way to pay the fees to commence with the surgery.

chment that only comes from delivering bad news too many times. I didn't believe him

ng what little we had at home, and calling a few friends for help

more for myself as encouragement than for the doc

oing to do