The Stolen Donor Lung

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Right when I was about to get a lung transplant to save my life, my mother stopped the surgeon.

As the Chief of Medicine, she demanded the donor lung be reserved for my younger sister, Chelsea, who only had mild pneumonia.

I begged Mom to give it back to me. I had end-stage tuberculosis, and this was my final chance at survival.

Mom just looked at me with cold eyes. "You've been infected for years. Waiting a little longer won't kill you!"

"What if Chelsea's condition gets worse? Can you t