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“Okay you two, its time,” Doctor Burnett smiled as Karen returned. Brad took off his necklace and kissed it. Abby also kissed it then Brad put it around his Mom’s neck. Brad gave Abby a final kiss and hugs and was escorted out by his transplant nurses. The others accompanied Abby and Doctor Burnett to the operating room wing and then the nurses wheeled Abby into the operating preparation room.
“I’ll catch up to you guys in a moment,” Dan said letting the others go ahead.
“Doctor Burnett, can I speak to you a quick moment? Is there any possible way you can operate without having to cut them open so far? Abby is such a vibrant, active, young woman and would have such an ugly scar. And Brad requires strong stomach and abdomen muscles and upper body strength to compete in any level of hockey especially the NHL.”
“I understand your concerns. I hate having to do more than is necessary for an operation but a transplant is different. Tell you what I can do, I’ll do a very quick research on the stomach and abdomen and see if I can move the surgical area closer to the ribs for Brad and Abby. The ribs would support the abdomen muscles better for recuperation. It would be up to the hockey doctor to decide if Brad could ever play again.”
“Thanks, Doc,” Dan said, offering his hand.
“You should be very proud of your son. He didn’t hesitate one second choosing to help his girlfriend over a possible Pro hockey career.”
“I am very proud of Brad, he and Abby are a very special couple,” Dan replied.
Doctor Burnett shook Dan’s hand and left going through the double doors to prepare for the surgery. “Now all we can do is wait and pray,” Karen said leading Vicky back to the quiet room. Dan and Scott followed behind a few minutes later bringing them both a hot coffee. They sat in sullen quietness with the others being able to do nothing but wait and hope.
Doctor Burnett sanitized his arms and hands for the operation as he scanned a medical book. He went over in his mind how he could do the incisions differently. He looked over the anatomy of the stomach and abdomen muscles and decided that he could alter the incisions on Brad and Abby without risk to either one. He instructed the surgeon doing Brad’s operation on what he wanted and the reasons why.
“Hello there, Mr. and Mrs. Kendall?” They all looked up to see a grey-haired thin-looking man of average height. He wore a black blazer, shirt and pants and a white collar with a gold cross chain around his neck.
“Yes, that’s us,” Vicky acknowledged.
“Hi I’m Father Williams,” he said stepping into the room. Scott and Vicky introduced themselves. “Your daughter is receiving the liver transplant?”
“Yes, she is, her name is Abby.”
“And you are?” Father Williams asked looking at Dan and Karen, then he recognized Dan.
“We are Dan and Karen Hayward, Brad’s parents. And this is our wife Wendy Hayward and Tina Hamilton-Hayward.”
He shook all their hands and noticed Wendy’s slight baby bump, “How far along are you?”
“Two and a half months, I’m due in October with twins. Dan is the father of my babies,” she said taking his hand in hers.
“I gave birth to twins with Dan last April,” Tina added.
That bit of information went over like a lead balloon to the Father. He gave Vicky and Karen a non-committal glance at the amount of breast and leg they were showing.
“It’s been a few years Dan. Nice to see you again,” Father Williams said.
“Father Williams and I took Taekwondo lessons together,” Dan informed them.
“A Catholic Priest taking Martial Arts?” Vicky queried.
“It helped me to recover from surgery a few years ago. I also do yoga and meditation. I’m not above learning the associations of other religions. After all, we all believe in a superior being, no matter who it is,” he explained.
“I have the nurses call me when a serious surgery is taking place and there is family present.”
“We’re not Catholic Father, we’re Anglican,” Vicky mentioned.
“That’s okay my child, I won’t hold it against you, even though I’m retired from regular clergy duties,” he grinned. “It’s unusual for the donor and recipient parents to have met before the operation takes place,” Father Williams observed.
“Our son and their daughter have been boyfriend and girlfriend for about two and a half years now. They plan on getting married someday,” Karen explained.
“So your son is the living liver donor to his girlfriend? That is truly remarkable and a very magnificent gesture. You must be very proud of him.”
“We’re very proud of both of our kids,” Scott said. Vicky introduced Peter and Derek while Karen mentioned Diane and Brenda.
“My son, Jake is expected to be drafted in the second round in this June’s NHL draft and Brad was going to be a top-five pick before his operation. We’re both hockey families.” Wendy offered.
“You know there is a family room just down the hall with a full kitchen, TV and several cots. Maybe you could spend your time waiting in more comfort,” he said holding out his left hand to show the way.
“That would be very appreciated Father,” Karen agreed. Father Williams escorted them to the family room and they gathered in the sitting area.
Father Williams had them relate to him about the history of Abby and Brad to ease the tension. He was amazed to hear how close they had become and the Liver Donor drive they and their friends had organized for Eric Chandler. He saw Vicky and Karen holding hands and hugging, giving the other moral support. Wendy and Tina sat on either side of Dan trying to comfort him.
“Would you like to pray for Abby and Brad?” The Father asked.
“We’re not very religious Father. We’ve broken a number of the commandments for sure. In fact with both our open marriage lifestyles, we’d all likely burn in hell,” Dan confessed.
“The Lord forgives all for their sins, well most, anyway,” he offered. “Are you happy in your marriages?” He asked looking at both couples.
“Yes, we’re very happy,” They all confirmed.
“That’s the main thing. Nowadays there are so many couples separating and divorcing.”
Father Williams held out his hands and everyone linked hands to the other forming a circle. “Let us pray. Oh, Heavenly Father we gather here before you to pray for two of your children, Abby and Brad. That you guide the surgeon’s hands with sure-footed skill and precision. Brad has offered freely of himself to save the mortal life of his beloved. Abby and Brad are two of your children whose life work is still to unfold with your grace. We pray to you for your love and embrace these families in their hour of need, Amen”
“Amen,” they all repeated. A moving prayer like that brought tears to everyone’s eyes.
“I know it may be impossible but please try to get some rest. If there is anything I can do for you or get for you, don’t hesitate to ask,” Father Williams offered.
“Then I have a question for you Father,” Karen began. “Is it possible for a person to have a life-like dream or an out of body experience when near death?”
“There have been numerous accounts of patients seeing their own body on the operating table from above. Some say they have seen deceased relatives.”
“That’s what Abby said to us. She said she and Brad saw her dead mom, Maryanne, and my girlfriend, Laura, Dan’s first wife.”
“Brad and Abby had the same out of body experience, at the same time?” The Father couldn’t believe.
“They told us virtually the same things happened to them without knowing what the other had said to us,” Vicky said.
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Dinner was forgettable and the live band hired for the after-dinner dancing was, in a word, execrable. Despite being a terrible dancer, I gallantly danced with each of the three women at our table: Betsy, Marsha, and Shirley. Shirley was getting a lot of stares from the other people on the dance floor, and I could tell she was regretting having come to the reunion. "Do you want to go and sit down?" I asked her, reacting to her obvious discomfiture. "Actually, I want to just leave," she...
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Fantasy & Sci-FiCollecting my Prescription from the PharmacistI’m a fit 55 year old man and I have a few ailments that require a visit to the Pharmacist every month. A couple of months ago they had employed a new Pharmacist. Catching an occasional glance, she has a pretty face behind a pair of black rimmed glasses. If she stands I only get to see her shoulders above the high counter. She’s about 40 -45 with mousey blonde hair and can only be 5ft 2in may be 5ft 4 and a light frame. I’ve never even spoken to her...
It was Wednesday. The day I always arrange to meet Badger at the allotment. Sometimes I help the old guy with a little bit of digging. “This is the time to do the autumn dig,” he says, “So that the frost can get into it and kill all those pests.” But today, after a good fall of snow, there would be no digging. “But you are still welcome to call, Alex,” he told me on the mobile phone. “I have a good steaming cuppa for you and all the comforts.” How could I resist. Badger’s allotment shed was...
Almost every night for the past week, I had stood at my window looking across at the window and watching this beautiful woman slowly undress, and reveal her curvaceous body for me. Each night, I stood and stared, stroking my thick hard cock in my hand and jerking for her as she danced and stripped knowing full well I was watching her every move. Each night, stroking my cock harder and faster until I exploded a wave of cum that spewed across the window in front of me, before she would blow me a...
VoyeurChapter 7 Needless to say that after the Saturday night with Amy and her friend Stacy, my life didn’t seem like it could get any better. Whenever Amy and I would get together we would relive that night, telling each other what we thought. I would tell her how hot it was to watch her eat Stacy’s pussy and she would tell me how much she loved watching my cock go in and out of Stacy’s cunt. We had now been dating for almost five months and the holidays were right around the corner. My 17 year old...
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