A path is chosen for you

The phone rang, it was my mom... I just talked to the doctor she said, and my kidney function has dropped to about 20 percent. I'm going to need a kidney transplant! I felt like I had plunged into ice water, the breath was sucked out of me like a vacuum. I choked and tripped over my words whispering what little I could manage to get out.
Always the nurturer she repeated "it's going to be o.k. kelley, it will all work out." I continued to cry. When I was finally able to, I asked what now... can I talk to your doctor... are you on a list.. how do I find out if I can donate. The questions are endless. She said she wouldn't take my kidney, I was going to need it!!! That's the problem with moms, they're always there for everyone else. Giving help and advice, but when it comes time for them to take help that is given they don't know how.
So here we are, no longer faced with an option the path it seems has been chosen for us....no looking back...full steam ahead...WE NEED A KIDNEY!!!