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Everyone in my family are Donora. All except Benjamin, the youngest, which was rejected at birth. Because he was rejected today's dead mother. Because she was dead I decided to leave the valley. And because I left the valley ...
All because Benjamin was born.
Immediately after birth she did the same tests they did to all of us. But he failed the test, there was a universal donor. Why not carry the mark tattooed all others:
Property of Universal
DONOR
Incorporated
DONOR
Incorporated
The word "DONOR" is written in large letters, the rest of the sentence only if it reaches to read. That's why we call donor: universal donors. All of our bodies, any part of our body is, so to speak, Plug and Play. Anyone can receive a transplant, without risk of rejection, without drugs or any treatment: Plug and Play.
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After you buy the votive offerings in the shops, the pilgrims have to go to the registrar of the Company. They fill their requests and should make a deposit depending on the organ and the applicant's age. Receiving all the cards, Visa, Mastercard, American Express. Only after credit approval mark the votive offering with a code and you put the price. Just a quarter of that belongs to the family, the rest is for the Company. Braulio
My brother worked in that office until he passed the thrombosis, but it was not necessary. The donor does not have to work, our work is to be a donor.
Only when the votive offerings are marked fall pilgrims to the cathedral. Every afternoon, almost until the sun sets, there are rows of them. Inside, the same pre-recorded music, the same darkness, the candles lit.
Pilgrims then the votive offerings hanging on the walls of the chapel. Some were decorated with ribbons or dried flowers, some even pray something before retiring.
The next day, from early morning, the moms come to the cathedral, some alone, others with one or two children, most are pregnant. Moms manage their rightful share of the family, as heads of household.
Pilgrims never know who is collecting their votive offerings.
The donor never know who hanged him.
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the day that Benjamin was born, I had just turned thirteen years old and mother was forty-four.
After forty is when they begin to birth the rejected. We all knew, so somehow you were expecting. Over the past four pregnancies were pending. Some in the health center and the other calling from time to time to find out news. However, all three girls went with his brand of "donor", and the twins.
I was that day in the waiting room with three of my sisters. They prayed muttering to themselves. Instead of praying, I was watching a football game on TV. It was very hot and the only fan was bad. There were also twins, for some reason was nobody left at home. They protested from time to time, but there was more clothes to take away.
"Companions of Mrs. Dolores Perez." His voice was barely understand the speaker.
not made us pass the flag of newborns but to a small office where he had installed an air conditioner. Noise was made so refreshing.
One of the twins began to mourn. My sister took her in his arms, trying to reassure him.
We attended a nurse but a man with ties to the company badge. He immediately realized that the news was not good.
The man, uncomfortable with crying, tried to explain "these things happen, unfortunately aunque la Compañía toma todas las precauciones a su alcance para evitarlo. Por eso nunca se utiliza la concepción natural. Hay demasiadas variables fuera de control. En cambio, para cada óvulo se selecciona siempre la muestra de esperma más adecuada: aquélla que arroja la mayor cifra de probabilidad de éxito para el proceso.”
Si el bebé donor hubiera nacido muerto, no habría sido tan mala noticia. Hay buena demanda para los órganos de recién nacidos. La Compañía puede aprovechar hasta el último hueso. Y si la familia está con suerte y los órganos están al alza en el mercado internacional, incluso hay bono adicional.
Bueno, hay luto por el bebé muerto and everything. But bad news is not.
"Of course," continued Mr., "sperm samples are produced exclusively from imported stem cells. Only by maintaining the highest standards of quality we can ensure that our country remains the leader in Latin America in this important item of export. You understand me. "
No, actually we got lost on the part of the line. But none of us wanted to interrupt. None except the baby, who was crying her lungs out, and his brother, who had decided to join the protest.
"However, in some cases, accidents happen like this. "I kept talking, obviously irritated by the noise. "The universal donor status corresponds to a very specific combination of hundreds of genes, whose patent belongs obviously to the Company. Just a single deviation in the whole sequence and we have, as here, an individual whose organs would be rejected in case of a transplant. This situation is unacceptable from every point of view. Can silence those babies? "My sister really tried, but the twins did not want to stop mourn.
rejected children are a problem for the family. A burden. As not suitable for transplantation, with an income not allocated. Everyone to extract a part of what we rightfully so that they can sustain.
"Technically it is a breach of contract," continued Mr., "so that the affected part, for that matter, the Company is well within their rights to cancel it immediately and invoke the clause guarantees." My Sisters face looked lost, did not understand anything. Nor I either. The screams of my brothers would not let me think.
"So we're going to enforce the policies. That will cover expenses incurred by the Company so far. " Concluded. "A representative of the insurer's contact to agree how you will pay the resulting debt. "
not only had to keep the child but who knows how many were left owing millions. On top twins would not stop mourn.
Then I rang the phone.
was Lucia.
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