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Present Day
When Kurt called to set up the appointment, the doctor managed to squeeze him in the next day. The test itself only required them to draw a little blood. The doctor explained that for a liver transplant, an exact match wasn't required, as long as he matched at least four of the six points. A few hours later, Kurt got the call saying that yes, he was indeed a match.
A week later he found himself lying in a hospital bed, clutching the sheets and trying to remember how to breathe. His dad had just stepped out to find Carol and tell her they had arrived safely – she had been surprisingly accepting about the whole situation and had promised to visit Kurt when her shift ended and to steal the good pudding for him. Blaine was still in school, but was going to come by after school, when Kurt should be done with surgery and awake.
"Good morning, Kurt." Kurt opened his eyes when he heard Doctor Gellar's voice. "How are you feeling today?"
"Ready to get this over," He said with a wan smile.
"Are you sure you don't want to schedule the therapy sessions? This isn't an easy decision." When Kurt had first been confirmed as a match, he had been required to go to one session with a psychologist to confirm that he was of sound mind and eligible to donate. She'd signed off, but informed him that it was usual for donors to undergo at least a month of therapy before the surgery. Kurt had declined, stating that he wasn't going to change his mind and yes, he was absolutely sure this is what he wanted to do.
"I'm sure." As soon as the doctor left, Burt walked back in.
"How's it going, kiddo?" He took a seat in one of the chairs, pulling it closer to the bed.
"Fine. Though I'm going to have to burn my clothes because I'm pretty sure they'll smell like a hospital. Plus these gowns are completely unflattering. They should really consider a different print at least." He laughed, fully aware that he was babbling. He couldn't help it; despite his words to the contrary, he was terrified.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Kurt? You don't have to, you know. We don't owe her anything." While Burt insisted it was Kurt's decision, he had made his own choice clear without ever saying 'Kurt, I don't want you to do this.' But he'd been supportive; driving Kurt to and from the hospital and serving as a go between for Kurt and Emily.
"I don't forgive her, but I might one day and I want to be able to tell her," He sighed. It didn't really make sense even in his own head. Nothing had changed. He didn't suddenly love Emily again. He didn't want her to come back and live with them. His hatred hadn't vanished or even lessened, really. But one day it might, and to know that he'd missed out on getting to know her...
"I get it, even if I don't like it. You always were too nice for your own good." He laughed. "So, Carol said you'll probably be here for a few days, and then you'll have follow up visits. I read some of the pamphlets the doc gave us, and did you know it could take up to ten weeks for you to recover all the way?"
"The doctors said that, yeah." Most of the recovery sounded painful, and he knew he was going to miss some school. His teachers knew that and had agreed to send everything home with Finn until he was able to go back. Before his dad could say anything else, a timid looking nurse walked in and stammered out that it was time for him to get ready. Before he knew it, he was being wheeled to the surgical room.
A/N: Thank you: Sarahamanda, lillybean queen of the i ocean, Steffi Star, Maiqu, uriah cullen and Potrix for the reviews.
A/N: I'm not a doctor. What facts are in this are (to my knowledge) accurate. I'm taking an immunology course and we talked about transplants a few days ago, plus I googled some stuff.
