For visually challenged writers, the image shows the dark silhouette of a cliff and against a calm sea and a sun-gold horizon.
This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story.
One Kidney or Two
By Teresa Smeigh 2019
One Kidney or Two?
As the four of them were driving to the hospital to have the tests done they admired the scenery as much as possible. Anything to get their minds off the upcoming tests. Jack drove them along the coast road following Joanne’s directions. The sun was just coming up out over the horizon. The stillness of the water was calming, and all of them tried to take their minds off of the expected test results.
“Joanne, do you have your copies of all the records from the pregnancy and births,” Jack asked bringing them back to the problems at present.
“Yes, and do you have all the records from Oliver’s recent injury showing the two kidneys?”
“Yes, Joanne, I do, and now we will know for sure with today’s ultrasounds.”
“I can’t believe this mix-up happened. When the doctor explained what had happened to Oliver’s kidney before his birth. I had hoped the ultrasound was wrong. I know he told us that he could survive with just one kidney, but it would be rough on him. We never did quite figure out why it happened. Maternal diabetes wasn’t the issue. And I am certainly not obese, nor did I smoke or drink or use illegal drugs. What does concern me is the years exposed to that heavy-duty cleaner your mom made me apply to her floors when I scrubbed them.”
“If John is the one with just one kidney, he could have injured the remaining kidney playing football. And we had no way of knowing that. I don’t blame you, I blame that darn hospital.”
“Oh Jack, I am so frightened. And John will be so disappointed if he has to stop playing sports. I know Oliver has missed out entirely on playing sports of any kind, and we thought we were protecting him, and all along, he could have played sports if he wanted too.”
“Mr. and Mrs. Wright,” the receptionist called.
All four rose at once and headed to the treatment room. They had decided to stay in each other’s sight as much as possible to make sure there weren’t any more mix-ups. They decided to start with Oliver since it had been determined by recent testing that he had two kidneys, and he was supposed to have one. The tests showed what they knew. He had two kidneys.
John went next, and suddenly there was yelling going on. John’s ultrasound also showed two kidneys. Now mass confusion reigned. How could he have two kidneys also?
Jack tried to calm everyone down and had the technician rerun both boys. It was found that both boys definitely had two kidneys each.
“Jack, what does this mean,” Joanne asked while both boys stood there with their mouths open and not knowing what to say. Jack turned to the technician and asked to speak to the doctor. Once the doctor was in the room, he attempted to explain to them that it was possible for the kidney to regenerate in certain circumstances. “The kidney has the potential to grow back or repair itself provided that the damage is not too severe, and the organ’s structure has not been destroyed,” he said. “I don’t know what happened here since the only records you have are from before the birth. Sometime after that, the kidney either regenerated or you have another couple’s twins, which would be even more complicated than just getting the two boys mixed up due to a missing kidney before birth.”
“I suggest DNA testing on all of us to make sure it is just a regenerated kidney and not switched twins. Although I don’t remember two sets of twins being born when these two were born,” Jack said.
“Me either,” Joanne agreed.
“Okay next step is DNA testing for all.” Seeing the look on the boy’s faces, “It is just bloodwork,” she explained to the boys.
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/
Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.