SkylerOcon
Tiny Dancer
"Famous motivational speaker Don Reed and billionaire Finnegan Stu are both in a hospital due to kidney issues. Both have a very rare condition in their bodies which would cause them to reject nearly all outside organs and blood. Only one kidney that is compatible with Mr. Reed's and Mr. Stu’s bodies is available at this time and another man with similar issues is also in need of one. Hospital Chief of Medicine has this to say…"
“Mr. Malochavic?” Dr. Hall interrupted Jeremy Malochavic’s reading. “I just got word from the surgical wing about your transplant. They only have one kidney that is suitable for your body type, and unfortunately, two other people need that exact same kidney.”
Jeremy Malochavic leaned over in his bed to move his hands through his hair. After a week of sitting around in a hospital bed with a failing kidney, the implant necessary to save his life would now have to be contested for between him and two other people. “What are the chances of me getting the kidney? I’ve read that the other two people in need of the kidney are Don Reed and Finnegan Stu. Do you think it’s likely that I’ll get the kidney?”
“Well, you were the first one admitted and the most in need of the kidney, so you should end up getting it. About the other two men..." A falter. Jeremy was sure now that the two in need of the kidney were Don Reed and Finnegan Stu. "I’m not supposed to say anything about who exactly is in line to get the kidney, though.”
“Thank you for being honest, doctor,” Jeremy said. The doctor nodded and took his leave.
Jeremy had to sit down and think about this. He was just indirectly told that he would be given the transplant, but at the cost of two other humans – both of which did plenty of things to help people while he was a mere repairman! Doing work on people’s houses was helpful, sure, but did it really have any lasting impact on them? Compared to those of the other two men, Jeremy’s contribution to the world was nothing.
Jeremy began to think.
I've never been one to make a big show of myself! I am always content just being in the background. Not doing anything particularly impressive is completely fine for me. What did it amount to? Better looking houses? Did it really change anything? When I was younger, I would always dream of changing the world. Where did that dream go?
I’m sitting here with the fate of myself and two others. I can choose myself, unworthy and unremarkable to live, or I can choose to save a man who has done more for the world than I ever have. Can I actually make that decision?
I know I don’t deserve life in lieu of saving another one of the two men. I have no worth next to them. I wouldn’t give up a lot of my money for other people, and I don’t have the ability to go around giving speeches for a living. Though I wish I could say that I can be those men, I can't.
Of course, if I were to rule myself out, which of the other two men would be the one to choose? Finnegan Stu uses his fortune to help people while the speaker uses his own intelligence and speaking ability to help others. Stu’s fortune could very well have been inherited and would probably be passed on – hopefully to a charity. Don Reed has much more to contribute to the world in terms of himself – Stu has material possession which will hopefully be passed onto some charity when he dies. If I were to choose between these two, I would definitely pick the speaker.
Then Don Reed or me? Can I sacrifice myself for somebody who I’ve never met? I know that Reed isn’t a bad person – the man’s a miracle worker! At the very least, it’s not like I’d be dying to save somebody unworthy. Surely I shall save him and let myself die because I have nothing to contribute, while he has the power to change lives!
But I am still a good person. I donate what I can afford to charities, I volunteer, and I don’t do anything bad. My life has always been a humble one; I’ve been insignificant from the start! For the past twenty-five years, it has been me waking up in the morning to go and paint a fence or patch a leak. Can I say that this makes me the worse man? Can't I say that I am just as good as the speaker?
No, no I can’t. For all of my years as a repairman and forty-five years alive, I haven’t done anything close to what the speaker has done – or at the very least, something significant enough for me to rationalize being more important than the speaker. I have no business letting myself live when I could save him. No business at all!
I have to do this. It’s the right thing to do. As much as I want to live, I just cannot let myself live while Don Reed dies. I’m going to sacrifice myself for the cause. I’m going to be the small man dying to make way for the big man. I’m going to do the right thing.
Jeremy sat up in his bed. He mulled over his decision, and he saw no possible redeeming qualities for him compared to the speaker. Undeserving, definitely. He moved his hand to the nurse’s button.
“Yes, Mr. Malochavic?”
“Could you get Doctor Hall to come to my room, please? I need to see him,” Jeremy said.
“Yes sir, Mr. Malochavic.”
Jeremy turned on the television to wait. He knew that the doctor might take a while. After about thirty minutes, Hall walked in. “Thank you for coming, Doctor Hall. Any news on the kidney?”
“I was just about to come in here and tell you that on my own! It's excellent news! You’re getting the kidney! You don’t have to worry about a thing, Mr. Malochavic. You’re saved!”
Jeremy knew that this was his chance! He knew that the time was now to tell the doctor to give the kidney to Don Reed. The better man would be saved at the cost of the insignificant man – a fair trade. He had to tell him now. He knew that he could not psych himself up to feel the same way again.
“All right. Thank you, doctor.”
“Mr. Malochavic?” Dr. Hall interrupted Jeremy Malochavic’s reading. “I just got word from the surgical wing about your transplant. They only have one kidney that is suitable for your body type, and unfortunately, two other people need that exact same kidney.”
Jeremy Malochavic leaned over in his bed to move his hands through his hair. After a week of sitting around in a hospital bed with a failing kidney, the implant necessary to save his life would now have to be contested for between him and two other people. “What are the chances of me getting the kidney? I’ve read that the other two people in need of the kidney are Don Reed and Finnegan Stu. Do you think it’s likely that I’ll get the kidney?”
“Well, you were the first one admitted and the most in need of the kidney, so you should end up getting it. About the other two men..." A falter. Jeremy was sure now that the two in need of the kidney were Don Reed and Finnegan Stu. "I’m not supposed to say anything about who exactly is in line to get the kidney, though.”
“Thank you for being honest, doctor,” Jeremy said. The doctor nodded and took his leave.
Jeremy had to sit down and think about this. He was just indirectly told that he would be given the transplant, but at the cost of two other humans – both of which did plenty of things to help people while he was a mere repairman! Doing work on people’s houses was helpful, sure, but did it really have any lasting impact on them? Compared to those of the other two men, Jeremy’s contribution to the world was nothing.
Jeremy began to think.
I've never been one to make a big show of myself! I am always content just being in the background. Not doing anything particularly impressive is completely fine for me. What did it amount to? Better looking houses? Did it really change anything? When I was younger, I would always dream of changing the world. Where did that dream go?
I’m sitting here with the fate of myself and two others. I can choose myself, unworthy and unremarkable to live, or I can choose to save a man who has done more for the world than I ever have. Can I actually make that decision?
I know I don’t deserve life in lieu of saving another one of the two men. I have no worth next to them. I wouldn’t give up a lot of my money for other people, and I don’t have the ability to go around giving speeches for a living. Though I wish I could say that I can be those men, I can't.
Of course, if I were to rule myself out, which of the other two men would be the one to choose? Finnegan Stu uses his fortune to help people while the speaker uses his own intelligence and speaking ability to help others. Stu’s fortune could very well have been inherited and would probably be passed on – hopefully to a charity. Don Reed has much more to contribute to the world in terms of himself – Stu has material possession which will hopefully be passed onto some charity when he dies. If I were to choose between these two, I would definitely pick the speaker.
Then Don Reed or me? Can I sacrifice myself for somebody who I’ve never met? I know that Reed isn’t a bad person – the man’s a miracle worker! At the very least, it’s not like I’d be dying to save somebody unworthy. Surely I shall save him and let myself die because I have nothing to contribute, while he has the power to change lives!
But I am still a good person. I donate what I can afford to charities, I volunteer, and I don’t do anything bad. My life has always been a humble one; I’ve been insignificant from the start! For the past twenty-five years, it has been me waking up in the morning to go and paint a fence or patch a leak. Can I say that this makes me the worse man? Can't I say that I am just as good as the speaker?
No, no I can’t. For all of my years as a repairman and forty-five years alive, I haven’t done anything close to what the speaker has done – or at the very least, something significant enough for me to rationalize being more important than the speaker. I have no business letting myself live when I could save him. No business at all!
I have to do this. It’s the right thing to do. As much as I want to live, I just cannot let myself live while Don Reed dies. I’m going to sacrifice myself for the cause. I’m going to be the small man dying to make way for the big man. I’m going to do the right thing.
Jeremy sat up in his bed. He mulled over his decision, and he saw no possible redeeming qualities for him compared to the speaker. Undeserving, definitely. He moved his hand to the nurse’s button.
“Yes, Mr. Malochavic?”
“Could you get Doctor Hall to come to my room, please? I need to see him,” Jeremy said.
“Yes sir, Mr. Malochavic.”
Jeremy turned on the television to wait. He knew that the doctor might take a while. After about thirty minutes, Hall walked in. “Thank you for coming, Doctor Hall. Any news on the kidney?”
“I was just about to come in here and tell you that on my own! It's excellent news! You’re getting the kidney! You don’t have to worry about a thing, Mr. Malochavic. You’re saved!”
Jeremy knew that this was his chance! He knew that the time was now to tell the doctor to give the kidney to Don Reed. The better man would be saved at the cost of the insignificant man – a fair trade. He had to tell him now. He knew that he could not psych himself up to feel the same way again.
“All right. Thank you, doctor.”