It is a Tuesday night and we are waiting for someone to die. This is the fifth time that I have waited anxiously for a phone call from the hospital to tell me that this stranger has died, and if the hospital is offering their kidney to my partner. On this particular night this patient on life support is a young man who overdosed. He did not use drugs intravenously, is under thirty and his kidney is in the top ten percentile as a match to my partner’s.
