day 10667: the gift that keeps on giving
The first time I filled out my organ donor card, it was accompanied by a lot of yelling, and a lot of tears from the maternal one.
Last night, when I filled out the donor card that accompanied my brand-spanking-new motorcycle licence, I filled it out as usual… “everything except heart.”
The maternal one who was acting as my witness, took one look at what I wrote and said, “Why? You don’t need it anyway. Cross that part out." And so I did.
It seems she can’t wait to give me away.
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