I remember thinking his fingers were still warm, so clearly everyone had to be wrong.
And I remember the baby moving inside me while my husband died.
That felt cruel.
How could one life be arriving while another disappeared?
Later, members of the hospital team discussed the donation process.
Because of Marcus’s condition and the circumstances of his death, not everything could be donated.
Some tissue could.
His corneas could.
Several other donations remained possible after evaluation.
I said one thing repeatedly.
“Follow his paperwork.”
Not my wishes.
Not Denise’s.
His.
