Dad's Kidney Stolen: I'll Make Them Pay
The hospital security guards reacted quickly and restrained Aunt Ellen before she could reach me. She kept struggling wildly, but I paid no attention to her screaming.
I looked at her and said calmly, "Aunt Ellen, you've got it wrong. The person whose treatment I waived was my dad. After all, the man lying on that operating table is using my dad's transplant slot, and in a legal sense, that makes him my dad.
"As for your husband… Who is he to me? Why would I spend money saving someone who took my dad's life-saving kidney?"