I Gave My Husband My Kidney — A Year Later I Found Him With My Sister

“Your kidneys are failing,” he said calmly. “And it’s progressing quickly.”

I felt like the air disappeared from the room.

“What happens now?” I asked.

“Dialysis,” he said. “Or a transplant.”

The word hit me like a brick.

“Transplant?” I repeated.

He nodded.

“Sometimes spouses are compatible donors.”

I didn’t even look at Daniel.

“I’ll do it,” I said.

Daniel turned to me immediately.

“Grace, no. We don’t even know if you’re a match—”

“Then test me,” I said.