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(CBS New York)   More awesome power from the Internet: Facebook saves NJ man after he finds his old love connection, marries her and finds out later that they're both the same blood type. They will share her liver after transplant surgery to save his life   (newyork.cbslocal.com) divider line 32
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2013-07-16 11:37:45 AM  
Maybe they can have some fava beans and a nice Chianti?
 
2013-07-16 12:32:50 PM  
Good for them. For my part, I have yet to see a picture of an old classmate and think "Oh yeah, I want some of that."
 
2013-07-16 12:42:35 PM  
Careful, it might be a lie...

encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com
 
2013-07-16 12:44:16 PM  
and then they find out they are brother and sister.  they even have the same last name...Alan and Evelyn Sanchez
 
2013-07-16 12:44:23 PM  
Did either or both leave spouses and families to reunite with their true love?

Did either or both know O positive is the most common blood type, and hardly a miracle?

Fark, I'm cynical.
 
2013-07-16 12:50:40 PM  
Could have done the same shiat using stone tablets and a pre-alphabetic pictorial communication system.

/The dude with the biggest stele always got the chixxx
 
2013-07-16 12:50:43 PM  
My parents are kinda old and they usually share one plate, too.
 
2013-07-16 12:50:51 PM  
More like the awesome power of random chance.

/Chaos is the most powerful god
 
2013-07-16 12:51:03 PM  
www.screeninsults.com
 
2013-07-16 12:54:34 PM  

jst3p: Careful, it might be a lie...

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First thing I thought of too. Right after the operation she gets the divorce papers.
 
2013-07-16 12:54:39 PM  

Sybarite: Good for them. For my part, I have yet to see a picture of an old classmate and think "Oh yeah, I want some of that."


CSB time:

When I was in high school, I had a crush on a tomboy type who wanted nothing to do with me.  When I went to my reunion, she was there, but she was really glammed up in an attempt (I guess?) to get people to notice her.  Only problem was, she was trying WAAAAAY too hard, like she thought it was going to be like the movies where everyone would lose their shiat.  I said hello to her, we exchanged civil pleasantries, but I didn't go "OMG!" only because tastes had changed and the only reason I liked her in high school was BECAUSE she was the athletic tomboy type, and not ultra-glam.  I could almost feel the desperation coming from her, and I almost felt bad for her.

Later on, I was driving a classmate home who was drunk and the entire time, all she did was BLAST her.  Lesson learned: girls hate each other.
 
2013-07-16 01:02:08 PM  
According to the red cross, "Forty-five percent of people in the U.S. have Type O (positive or negative) blood. This percentage is higher among Hispanics - 57 percent".

Gosh, what an amazing miracle.  Who ever could have imagined that the woman he married would happen to be one of the 57%?
 
2013-07-16 01:06:27 PM  
May we 'ave your liver?

i262.photobucket.com
 
2013-07-16 01:08:58 PM  

groppet: First thing I thought of too. Right after the operation she gets the divorce papers.


If so, she could demand he return it, right? Given in full faith of love and life together, et cetera...

/married high-school sweetheart
//after reconnecting on FB
 
2013-07-16 01:09:47 PM  
I'll drink to that.
 
2013-07-16 01:15:33 PM  
So, that's how you get a replacement liver.  Good to know, good to know.
 
2013-07-16 01:18:01 PM  
She's a drunkard's dream if I ever did see one ...
 
2013-07-16 01:20:00 PM  
A Liver for Two
A Romance Novel by Harry Freakstorm

Evelyn was worried. The daily projections from Taiwan were late. That usually meant trouble. Her boss would want those numbers merged in to the spreadsheet and reduced to pie charts and graphs by 2. Oh well, looks like she was going to miss out on lunch.

"Are you coming with?" asked her friend Marilyn who with Sindee and Jade formed the office group "The Unmarriables". They called themselves this after years of heartbreak and absence of heartbreak. Jade's vagina had actually closed up. Back in 2009. It ttook three doctors and the jaws of life to open it back up. All for naught.

"Sorry ladies," Evelyn replied "Taiwan's late again. you guys go to White Castle without me."

"Ohh, it's Tuesday. maybe Jason will be working" cooed Sindee. Jason was the manager of the nearby White castle. He worked every Tuesday through Saturday lunch. "As soon as he turns 18, I'm a-gonna scrape that grease off his face and sick the viper on him" Sindee said pointing to her crotch. Yeah. Women talk like that when their aren't any men around.

The unmarriables left without Evelyn. Evelyn sighed and started hitting F5 on her computer hoping Outlook would update. Silly girl, Outlook didn't have focus and her keystrokes went nowhere.

After a few minutes, Outlook updated on it's own and a message popped up. It wasn't from Taiwan as a tsunami of Chinese communists were sweeping over the island and the last thing on anyone's mind was the weekly numbers of shoes exported to tier three countries. The message said "To My Darlink Evelyn. Evelyn immediate forgave the misspelling. "I wonder who this could be" she said aloud.

"It's just harry, the IT guy. Here to refill the postage meter for the e-mail system and to steal womens shoes" replied Harry the IT guy who steals women shoes. But Evelyn didn't hear him. She was engrossed in the letter.

It read: "Do you, my dear, remember that day in high school biology and we discovered we had the same blood type? Well, my dear, I never forgot that day. Now, on a completely unrelated issue, I need a liver. A fresh liver in which I shall pass only the cheapest of booze through. Will you, my dearest, allow me the opportunity to achieve this dream?"

In an instant, Evelyn's boobs went from B Flat to C Sharp. The name. How could she forget that name? She had spent the rest of the school year and the summer at the sanitarium writing his name in many, many, many, notebooks. Sometimes, she just wrote his name, sometimes, she wrote "Mrs" in front of it. When she carved it in to her thigh, he parents sent her away.

She hit reply and typed "My love! Of course! How can I say no to the man who brought happiness in to my life? The man who would have carried my books in high school were it not for his war injuries? The man who would have called my if it were not for the fact that his parents were Luddites who didn't own a phone? " She hit Send and waited. Her heart beating as if it would fly from her chest and splatter itself against the far wall.

She didn't have long to wait though the moments ticked by like years and her underwear got seriously cruddy. The reply came and said "Turn around"

Evelyn spun in her chair and saw him. The love of her life. He stood there with some flowers or pictures of flowers and a surgeon, a nurse and maybe an anesthesiologist. Those guys were really hard to tell apart from operating Room Technicians. Of which, there were none.

Stupid work wanting stuff
She flew to his arms. They embraced and maybe someone shot her with a needle. maybe it was a sharp blow to the base of the skull. She floated off in to dreamland. Just her and her betrothed. They danced among the stars and unicorns. They floated together in bliss. They carved each others names in to each others thighs.

Too soon, she awoke. She had a scar where there had been no scar before and her underwear was missing. There was a note pinned to her left nipple in a most painful way. It read "My beloved. Thank you for your gift. I am off to drink like a freshman in college thanks to you. I shall never forget you. You. PS. That doctor really wasn't a doctor. You should try and make it to a hospital."

Evelyn felt woozy with love and blood loss. She clutched the note to her chest forgetting about the pin and the pain. When the Unmarriables came back, she told them what had happened but they didn't believe. hadn't she scarred herself before just to get their attention?

But Evelyn knew it was so. Xrays would prove it.

The End
 
2013-07-16 01:23:41 PM  
So they're gonna trade it week to week?
 
2013-07-16 01:24:33 PM  
I'm all in favor of organ transplant, but living-donor liver transplants are a lot riskier than kidney transplants.

The estimated risk of mortality is 0.5 to 1%. Overall donor morbidity is high, estimated to be roughly 35%.
http://www.medscape.com/viewarticle/728209

He's asking her for a lot, here.

/Donating a kidney has very, very roughly similar risks to giving birth in a first-world country.
 
2013-07-16 01:25:52 PM  

2chris2: According to the red cross, "Forty-five percent of people in the U.S. have Type O (positive or negative) blood. This percentage is higher among Hispanics - 57 percent".

Gosh, what an amazing miracle.  Who ever could have imagined that the woman he married would happen to be one of the 57%?


They really are a great bunch of guys...

www.releasemagazine.net
 
2013-07-16 01:28:10 PM  
Harry Freakstorm

Bravo
 
2013-07-16 01:54:39 PM  

FarkinHostile: More like the awesome power of random chance.

/Chaos is the most powerful god


SILENCE HERETIC!
 
2013-07-16 01:55:35 PM  
Wait until his wife finds out about all of this.

/DRTFA
 
2013-07-16 02:18:43 PM  
While I'm in the thread, this guy is a lucky guy. I found out that mine had been killed in a car accident years ago.
 
2013-07-16 02:23:29 PM  
I hate Facebook.

Unfortunately, I too have to credit Facebook with reuniting me with the love of my life.

I quit Facebook shortly after we found each other. I was on for a very brief time before that. I have no plans on returning to Facebook again.
 
2013-07-16 02:46:50 PM  

ZeroCorpse: I hate Facebook.

Unfortunately, I too have to credit Facebook with reuniting me with the love of my life.

I quit Facebook shortly after we found each other. I was on for a very brief time before that. I have no plans on returning to Facebook again.


Oh, no! Then how will the one who truly loves you find you?
 
2013-07-16 03:25:11 PM  

WelldeadLink: ZeroCorpse: I hate Facebook.

Unfortunately, I too have to credit Facebook with reuniting me with the love of my life.

I quit Facebook shortly after we found each other. I was on for a very brief time before that. I have no plans on returning to Facebook again.

Oh, no! Then how will the one who truly loves you find you?


I have him favored as "True Love" (wink wink)!!!

/jk.. married 23 years
 
2013-07-16 04:24:46 PM  
Knowing my luck if I ever got a FB account the people that would find me would be the people I dont wanna find. Like my truther/birther cousin that lives somewhere in Arizona, an ex that wants to kill me for some reason. So I just stay away
 
2013-07-16 04:42:09 PM  

Sybarite: Good for them. For my part, I have yet to see a picture of an old classmate and think "Oh yeah, I want some of that."


This.  I think I've aged better than most of my former classmates.
 
2013-07-16 07:27:48 PM  
Soon she will remember why she broke up with him. He drank too much.
 
2013-07-16 09:06:24 PM  
2chris2: According to the red cross, "Forty-five percent of people in the U.S. have Type O (positive or negative) blood. This percentage is higher among Hispanics - 57 percent".

Gosh, what an amazing miracle.  Who ever could have imagined that the woman he married would happen to be one of the 57%?


Well I'm O+, the most common blood type on the planet, and all my still living and in health to be a donor relatives are a different blood type, so if I ever need a kidney or half a liver I'm boned.
 
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