taking chances

Without my asking,
he tells me more.

They’ll take a piece
of Cade’s liver
and give it to his dad.

The piece will survive.
Grow.
Thrive.
Or so they hope.

His dad will survive.
Grow stronger.
Get better.
Thrive.
Or so they hope.

Cade will be hospitalized
for a week, maybe longer,
with many weeks of recovery
at home after that.

He will survive.
Get better.
Thrive.
Or so they hope.

Chances are small
that anything will go
wrong.

But that’s where the problem lies.

There is still that chance.

Heads: It goes well.
Tails: It doesn’t.