And I swear Rev. Dan Noll's reading of the gospel that day was meant for me. Rather, be afraid of the one who can destroy both soul and body in Gehenna. A great calm fell over me. In February, it was a psychological evaluation, lab work, chest X-ray and an electrocardiogram. A week later, March 21, came an arteriogram, a study of the veins and arteries of the kidneys.
Some people have more than one artery to the kidneys, making transplantation impractical.
I had one artery to each. As Charlie drove me to his home that night, Karen called on the car phone. Then, I was unconscious. My left side was cut open, just below the ribs. The incision was not quite eight inches long.