A Choice That Saved My Daughter

I pronounced my best friend dead knowing his heart was still beating. The transplant list

had forty-eight hours. My daughter was number one. He was a John Doe

with no family, no ID, catastrophic brain damage. I made the call.

Signed the papers. Her surgery happened at dawn. Three days later his brother walked

into my ER asking about him. I looked him in the eyes and lied. She's alive because

I chose her. Every morning I see her smile and feel his brother's grief.

Some decisions don't have right answers. Would you have done the same?