Can you?"
The doctor continued to study the read-outs, shaking his head slowly the whole time. "It’s almost as if they’d switched bodies" he exclaimed. "It makes no . . . "
His statement was interrupted by the jangle of the phone’s ringing, and the lab technician jumped at the sound, then answered the intruding device. He announced himself to the caller, then listened to the message, and eventually hung up without saying a word. Turning to the other technician, his face almost ashen white, he softly passed on the message.
"That patient you have up in the OR? The one that ‘s in for a kidney transplant? Renee Wentworth? " He stopped long enough to take a deep breath and let it back out before continuing. "Her kidney’s functioning completely normally this morning! Dr. Prescott’s cancelling the operation, and putting her on intensive monitoring. Maybe someone in this place can explain to me how a kidney that’s been shut down for almost two years can suddenly come back to life?"
Hal sat quietly, feeling totally ignored by all the medical personnel, and thankful for both the peace and quiet, and for the news about Renee. A part of his soul felt like soaring above the clouds with relief and joy, and the slowly emerging smile on his face betrayed his happiness. It was sometime later that he was escorted back to his ward. His journey was rewarded by the sight of Renee sitting beside his bed, fully conscious, her face beaming like a searchlight.
"I heard," he quietly told her, even before she could say a word, "and I’m so happy for you, Renee. It’s really a miracle, isn’t it? The gift of life, I’d call it." She openly stood and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him to her and hugging him unabashedly, then kissing him deeply and passionately.
"Hal, I have no idea what happened," she spoke quietly in awe of her circumstances, "but you’re right. It is a miracle. My kidney’s been shut down for almost two years, and suddenly it comes back like this? I can’t explain it. When I went to bed last night, I really believed that I might die. Today, they’re telling me that I’m as healthy as a horse!" She looked into his eyes, suddenly unable to find that spark of life that she’d seen the previous day when they’d made love.
That night, Hal had a vivid dream that woke him but unlike a nightmare, it didn’t leave him with the usual sense of fear. He began to understand that he’d been given a gift when he’d been struck by that lightning bolt. He’d passed it on to Renee when they’d made love. The question was, who would she pass it on to?
In the lab, Doctor Thurston kept returning to the unexplainable lab results, the questions of their dramatic change still plaguing him. With an air of fatalistic inquisition, he turned to confer with the lab technician.
"Bob, could you do me favour tomorrow, when Hal Binks tests are being done? Would you test him for kidney function? I’ve just got a bad feeling about this . . . "
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