March Madness
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Brad wept unashamed into his hands, “I love you Abby, please come back to me!”
Scott, Vicky, Dan, Karen, and their families sat in silence waiting for the doctor to arrive. Fifteen minutes seemed like an eternity, “What is keeping that doctor?” Scott complained.
They were all numbed by Abby’s condition. They hugged and patted trying to console the other. There was the occasional sniffle from them, no shame in crying for Abby. As tough Peter and Derek were at playing hockey, they couldn’t hold back tears for their sister.
“Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Kendall?” A tall medium built man in his mid-forties asked. He wore a white overcoat and stethoscope around his neck.
“Yes, that’s us,” Scott replied wiping his nose.
“Hi, I’m Doctor Burnett. So sorry for the delay but Friday night is already very busy,” he said stepping into the quiet room and shaking Scott’s hand. Scott introduced Vicky, Dan, Karen, Wendy, Tina, and the others. “Why don’t we sit down?”
He tried to be professional but couldn’t help noticing the cleavage showing by the women. Karen leaned over to scratch her ankle and he had a clear view of her left nipple.
Doctor Burnett paused for a moment looking at Abby’s medical chart. His experience had taught him to keep his emotions in check when telling families bad news. He lost count of the number of times he’s had to inform a family that their loved one has passed away.
“Abby has suffered a very serious injury,” he started. He then took a small card from the top of his clipboard. “It’s customary for us to search through a patient’s belonging for anything that might tell us about them such as any allergies or medications being taken. We found this card in Abby’s wallet. She’s registered with the Ontario Liver Donor Association?”
“Yes, she is. She and some of her high school friends organized a Liver Donor organ drive a few years ago,” Vicky answered.
“I wish more people took the time and effort to become an organ donor. I see on Abby’s card that you and she have also consented to donate all her organs and tissues in the event of her death,” Doctor Burnett said handing the card to Scott.
Scott’s right hand was visibly shaking with raw emotion. He broke down sobbing uncontrollably into Vicky’s left breast. She hugged his head her chest, her tears matching his and kissing his head.
“Abby would want you to use as much of her body as you can to help save other people. You still have my permission to do so. She would have wanted it that way,” Scott sobbed.
Grief totally absorbed Scott’s body as he realized his only daughter was dead. “No parent should have to bury their own child! Abby ... Abby ... Abby!” Scott muttered sobbing uncontrollably.
Dan and Karen cried non-stop into the others embrace. Wendy, rubbing her baby bump and wiping her tears, was fearful her overwrought emotions might harm her growing baby. She and Tina held hands tightly. Peter and Derek let their tears of sorrow flow freely crying into Brenda and diane’s shoulder.
“Her injuries were too severe to save her?” Karen asked, her voice cracking, “I was a nurse at Trenton Memorial many years ago.”
“Please, can we see Abby before you take her to the morgue?” Vicky pleaded, wiping her reddened eyes.
“Mr. Kendall,” Doctor Burnett said touching Scott’s right shoulder. “Mr. Kendall ... Scott,” he repeated, giving him a slight nudge. Scott raised his head wiping tears from both eyes. “I must have used the wrong wording to describe Abby’s condition and I sincerely apologize for the misunderstanding.”
“I don’t want to harvest any of Abby’s organs for donation to other people. I showed you the card because Abby needs a liver transplant.”
“What, what are you saying?” Scott questioned.
“Everyone, Abby isn’t dead. However, she will be if she doesn’t receive a new liver within the next several hours.”
“Abby’s still alive?” Scott exclaimed loudly.
“Yes, she is for now. Her gallbladder lies below her liver and may be damaged and might need repairing or removal. If necessary, we can live without our gallbladder. She has several broken ribs which will heal and a few other bumps and bruises. Her brain activity is very good so there is a probability she suffered a concussion. Her blood pressure has also settled down,” he said, lifting the next page.
“All of Abby’s tox screens came back negative for drugs and alcohol and negative for pregnancy. I called the number on the card and the Liver Association is screening liver donors right now as we speak.” Doctor Burnett explained. “I have alerted our transplant team to be on standby. All this action is on the assumption since she is of minor age, we’ll have your authorization to operate on your daughter.”
“She’s alive! Abby’s alive!” Scott shrieked, hugging Vicky, “Yes, yes, of course, you have our permission!”
“Can’t you use a liver from me or my brother?” Derek asked.
“Have you been screened by the Liver Association?”
“No, we haven’t,” Peter replied.
“It would take too long to see if either one of you is a suitable donor and Abby doesn’t have that amount of time remaining.”
Brad wiped his burning eyes and runny nose, taking Abby’s hand again and repeated what he had said before. “I don’t want to seem that being I’m selfish, but this is my wish, I need you in my life, I need you to be my wife. Please fight to live, I’ll give you all that I can give. I love you and need you. I’ll give you all that I can, I need to be your husband,” His tears fell on Abby’s cheeks once more as he wept silently.
“Uhh, mmm, mmm,” Brad heard her groan and felt her stir. He looked to her face, eyes fluttering then gradually opened. She squinted from the bright light, trying to focus her vision and then tried to breath and talk. “Ugg, ugg, ugg,” Abby’s eyes widened, fear and panic set in as she fought to breathe against the breathing tube down her throat.
“Abby, Abby!” Brad exclaimed. He stopped her hands from pulling at the air tube. He cupped her face in his hands. “Abby honey, shhh, shhh, it’s okay. There’s a tube down your throat helping you breathe,” he said softly. Brad picked up the buzzer button and repeatedly pressed it.
“It’s okay, I’m here and you’re going be alright. I love you, Abby!” Her eyes darted around trying to figure out what had happened. “It’s alright Abby my love, the nurse is coming!” Brad’s soothing words helped Abby to calm down a little. She gripped his wrists trying to figure out what had happened, her eyes asking a hundred questions.
The nurse came in, “She’s waking up, she’s waking up!” Brad exclaimed. The nurse came to Abby’s left side and peered closely at her. She checked her vital signs on the machine and shone a light into her eyes.
“This is a good sign. I’ll get Doctor Burnett!” she said.
“I’ll get him!” Brad said darting out of the room. He ran frantically down the hall looking in every room he passed. He practically ran passed the room his family was in and his shoes squeaked on the floor as he skidded to a stop. “She’s awake, she’s awake ... Abby’s awake!” He yelled from the doorway.
Everyone scrambled out of the room towards Abby’s bedside, Karen and Vicky’s breasts practically bouncing out of their tops. Dan held Wendy’s hand as she carefully hurried along the ceramic floor. Scott came to Abby’s left taking her hand in his as the others gathered around her.
Doctor Burnett checked her vital signs, “This is a very good sign. I’ll ask every to leave the room for a moment so I can check out Abby more thoroughly. Maybe she won’t need the breathing tube.”
They gathered outside the door and hugged each other. Karen hugged and kissed Brad. “I’m so happy for you honey,” she said. Ordinarily, Brad would have enjoyed his face buried in his mom’s chest but Abby was all-important to him at this time. As Karen breathed, she happened to sniff Brad’s neck and shoulder.
“Where have you been? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you smell ... like Dan’s wife, Laura.”
“What did you say?” Dan exclaimed looking at her.
“I fell asleep at Abby’s bedside and I had the most fantastic dream I’ve ever had in my life! I saw Aunt Laura. She looks as beautiful as she ever has. We hugged and kissed each other and when I called her Mom, she laughed and said, ‘Oh ... so now that I’m dead, you finally decide to call me Mom.’”
“What do you mean, you saw Laura?” Karen furrowed her brow.
“I don’t know what I had, a dream or an out of body experience but I saw Laura and I played fetch with Max. And I also saw Abby’s Mom, Maryanne,” he stated looking to Scott.
“Oh come on now Brad, that isn’t a nice thing to say,” Dan said looking to Scott.
“Honestly, I’m telling you the truth, Mr. Kendall. I’m telling you all, as sure as I’m standing here. I saw Laura, Abby’s Mom, Max our dog, plus I also saw Abby!”
“Doesn’t he smell like Laura?” Karen asked looking to Dan. He stepped forward and hugged Brad, sniffing him.
“You do smell like Laura and I also sense Max and I also detect another woman,” Dan said.
“Maybe you just wanted to remember them,” Scott said leaning closer to Brad and sniffed the air around him, “Oh my God, I smell Maryanne’s scent or perfume on Brad!” He said leaning closer. “That can’t be.”
“I’m telling you I saw them! And I also met Elliott, the man who was killed in the other car in Laura’s accident! And Abby and I saw the most unusual tree ever. It had smooth bark and shiny, silvery leaves. Laura called it the ‘Susej Tree.’ Jesus spelled backwards. She said the Susej tree’s seeds came from the tears of Jesus.”
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Hi. Mera naam Rahul hai aur meri umar 23 saal hai. Mai aabhi IIM mai padhta hu. Chokiye maat. Kyu ke IIM mai padhne wala baacha sex jaisi cheez nahi karta kya ?Ye baat unn dino ki hai jab mai graduation kar raha tha Delhi mai. Second yr main mera break off ho gaya tha mere girl friend se jiske karan mai kaafi dukhi rehta tha. Mere coll mai kaafi frenz (girls) thee. Mai unn main se koi koi se apna dukh share karta tha. Usme ek ladki thee sexy (sorry, naam nahi bata sakta). Mai uske body stats...
Today was Saturday, and he went into her room to wake her up, a little earlier than she usually woke to get ready for school. Their single mother had already left for work at the diner by the truck stop, where she was a waitress. Lea was sleeping soundly, so Brian was able to pull the light sheet she wore over herself down to the foot of the bed without waking her, then he got onto the bed with her, kneeling over her prostrate form. He pushed his boxers down and exposed his fully erect...
Dans le Murs – Part IV Synopsis: Colin deVilliers is now hooked on the pleasures of the flesh he has experienced at the orphanage. After watching filming of the first scenes, experiencing Anne-Lise, a young Senegalese girl and a midnight orgy shared with some of the students he realises that there is no way back to his mundane life with Tessa, his wife Even the stand-offish Therese had helped him when he needed relief. Now read on. Part IV – The Sect Authors note: As this is written in the UK...
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xmoviesforyouMY NAME IS MARY I AM NOW 44 YRS OLD,MARRIED AND I HAVE TWO SONS AND TWO DAUGHTERS. ANY ONE SEES ME WILL NOT GIVE ME MORE THAN 35 YRS OLD SINCE I AM STILL HAVING A NICE BODY WITH SEXY ASS,LONG LEGS AND BLONDE COLOR. I WAS MARRIED TO A YOUNG MAN,I WAS 22 YRS OLD WHEN I MARRIED JOHN,HE WAS 2 YRS OLDER THAN ME,WE WERE ENJOYING EACH OUR OF OUR NEW LIFE AS MARRIED COUPLE,OUR SEX LIFE WAS SO RICH,BOTH OF US WERE OPEN MIND PERSONS,READY TO ACCEPT ALL TYPES OF SEX. MY HUSBAND WAS VERY HANDSOME,TALL WITH...
Yoursexualfantasiesworld. comI never thought of myself as strange. I just loved the thought of submission. Some of my dates found me strange, some were excited, but amateurish. None gave me what I was looking for. Oh, a few tied me up, a few took oral and anal sex, but usually I was leading, if you know what I mean. "Why don't you do this, or that". When I was gagged, the ideas dried up. I was always left disappointed. My problem was the computer. I was a supervisor in an office full of girls,...
I am Anjali and am a University student in anthropology. My professor gave me an assignment to work in the field and prepare project report on the subject of 'primus noctis'. I selected an agency tract interior of central India and set up my camp in a remote village. There are no tribals here but there is a community which practices this old custom of 'primus noctis'. The custom goes that when a girl first menstruated, eveil spirits occupy her vulva and vagina and do not allow her to conceive....
BisexualEric and John’s other friends had started stopping by his house regularly, even at times with him not at home, and fucking Allison. All resistance had been fucked out of her, she just let them drag her to the bedroom and use her anyway they wanted. The one person she looked forward to the most was Eric, whom she willingly gave herself to. She never hesitated to perform oral sex for him and swallowed his cum. Allison had major orgasms virtually every time he fucked her. It was to the point...
It doesn't take me long to find Saber. He is close to 7 feet tall and all muscles, but he is pretty smart for a muscle man. I just focus on the sounds of fighting and there they are, Knight Protectors of the Compound. A 16 man squad, down now by 3 and at least 2 more on the critical list. But they are out there working, honing their skills in the area set aside for their fight practice. I spend a minute watching. They are some of the prettiest men and women I have seen in awhile. And as...