kidney transplant survivor

“Gone to get a kidney. Love, Phyllis.” That was so Phyllis. Concise. Caring. Understated. The hurried note left on the table for her new husband Bruce was a matter-of-fact reminder of how Phyllis approached life. Get Here Now Minutes earlier she received a phone call from her attending physician. It was the call she had long anticipated and prayed for. “Phyllis, you need to get to the hospital right away.” “I can’t.” “What do you mean you can’t?” “I’ve got to take a bus because there is no one to drive me.” Her doctor pointedly told her, “No. Take a taxi.” “I don't have any money to pay for a taxi.” She could feel the urgency in her doctor’s voice.…