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Dr. Caldwell, left Cricket’s room and I called after him. “Dr. Caldwell!”
He turned around. “Yes?”
“I-how quickly can you see if you qualify as a living donor? I’d like to give a kidney to Caroline.”
His hand found my shoulder. “It takes around two weeks, son.”
“I’d like to begin the process as soon as possible, please.”
“Have you thought this through?”
“I don’t have to,” I told him.
“Listen, Spencer?”
“Yes, sir.”
“We not only have to run several grueling tests on you, we also have to give you a psych eval, etc.”
“Whatever. I’ll do it. Also, I’ll pay whatever needs to be paid to rush lab work. I’ll pay whatever.”
He narrowed his eyes. “That can be quite costly, and it does nothing but move the paperwork a little bit further. Once all is done, an executive panel makes the final decision.”
“Like I said, whatever needs to be done. Whatever they need.”
“All right,” he said, nodding, making me feel like I was accomplishing something, doing anything other than nothing.
“Also,” I added, “I don’t want Cricket or her family to know about it. I’d like it to be anonymous.”
“Won’t they think it’s suspicious that you are gone or missing during her surgery and recovery?”
“I just meant, Cricket doesn’t find out until after the surgery and her family doesn’t find out until the day of.”
He furrowed his brows once more. “Okay.”
“Thank you.”
“No, thank you.”
Chapter Thirty-Four
A week and a half of secret lab work, tests and evaluations, and I was done with my part. I was done with all I could do and the waiting for the results was daunting. I was told that even if I was a match, the executive panel still made the final decision and sometimes they didn’t approve, which infuriated me to no end.
Every day and every night I spent with Cricket. The nurses let me shower in her room and took care of me as if I was another patient, which I appreciated more than they could know. I bought them lunch one afternoon and you would have thought I’d given them a million dollars. They were so grateful, which shamed me knowing I could have done just that.
But I didn’t know what Cricket was going to need later, and I wanted to save every penny just in case.
I’d discovered that when the most precious thing in your life could slip through your fingers, investments, money, those things suddenly meant absolutely jack. All I could focus on was keeping her alive and with me, damn the cost or the consequences.
I was asleep in my chair on the morning of the eleventh day when I was woken by shrill beeping and loud voices. I bounded up and took in my surroundings.
“She’s flatlining,” I heard a nurse’s voice echo through the room as she flipped on the light.
I fell into the wall behind me as six more people entered the room, including Dr. Caldwell. I watched them all work, calling out orders and performing chest compressions.
My hands clasped on my chest and I begged God to help her, begged Him to give us just a little bit more time. I knew it was selfish, but I hadn’t gotten to live with her at my side yet. A day of normal life with her felt too little, too brief. Tears cascaded down my face as their movements turned exaggerated, slow.
I hadn’t gotten to show her His world yet. I hadn’t gotten to give her the moon or the stars or a ring. I hadn’t gotten to marry her, have a honeymoon or children with her. I hadn’t gotten to experience life yet and I couldn’t see a life without her. I didn’t want to know a life without her.
