Wednesday, May 14, 2014
I recently had to renew my driver’s license. As I worked my way through the online renewal form I came to the question on whether or not I wanted to become an organ donor. Usually I just fly right by this question because I didn’t want to do it. But this time I stopped and I asked myself….well why not?
I lost a good friend unexpectedly a couple of years ago that was too young to have been taken from us. At the wake and funeral it was mentioned that she was an organ donor and some of her organs had gone to help others. She was a very private person but always wanting to help someone out if needed so it was no surprise that she had selflessly checked that box to become an organ donor. I was very proud of her for having done that. I thought of her while I was pondering that question on the form. I bet she didn’t hesitate for a second in checking the box. So why was I?
I watch various medical shows on TV and there ultimately is an episode or two on going to pick up an organ and having the staff ready to do the transplanting. I always think of what miracles those doctors and nurses perform when transplanting organs into someone who needs it. Modern medicine at it’s finest. I also think about the people donating. At some point they decided to give something of themselves once they could not use their bodies anymore. What courage! What happiness they have provided for a person, for a family, for that person’s friends! They checked the box. Why couldn’t I?
My first reaction was because it scares me. Scares me? Ah…you’re dead so what would be scary? The whole concept of death scares me to be honest and I think looking at that question makes it more real. But I have to stop and think….why should I not let someone live? Why not give someone a chance they did not think they had? Yes it is scary but think about the people who are ill and how scared they are?
So even though there was a great amount of fear in me by the thought of checking that box to become an organ donor and I felt panic just looking at the question….I checked it.
My license came in the mail the other day and there it is, the little heart in the bottom right hand corner indicating that I am an organ donor. Yes my heart fluttered a bit when I saw that but that fluttering was quickly replaced with the feeling that someday this body of mine may help someone out and I needed to take care of it and keep it healthy. Incentive? Oh ya….