My Wife’s Secret Family
When I took my five-year-old son, Ethan Drake, for a routine medical checkup, I noticed an additional renal function test listed on the report.
“This is a mandatory item for kidney donor matching. Didn’t you know?” the nurse asked.
Her explanation left me confused.
“The checkup I booked didn’t include this test. Could there have been a mistake?”
“There’s no mistake. The appointment was made by Ms. Serena Vaughn. She specifically added this item.”
The Serena the nurse mentioned was my wife.
At that moment, my sharp eyes caught another form in her hand:
[Diagnosis: Polycystic Kidney Disease.
Patient: Noah Vaughn.
Family: Serena Vaughn.]
I immediately called Serena.
“The nurse said you scheduled a kidney donor matching test for our son. What’s going on?”
There was a three-second pause before she spoke.
“The nurse must have made a mistake. I’ve been busy lately. Don’t call me if there’s nothing important.”
I smiled and told her I’d do that.
Then I turned to the nurse and asked, “Which ward is Noah staying in?”