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The reason why I came to TW was for the liver transplant operation, and the arrangement of post- operation care. The living conditions of my father’s place is not suitable for recovery, to say the least. There will come a point when the Transplant Team will ask me who is going to take care of us (donor/ and donee). The social workers are going to investigate all the details regarding the caretaker, living conditions, the location, and the finances. My wish is to have my mom come here to take care of me and my dad at Gigi’s place. But we all know how hard it is. First, Gigi (she is my mom’s little sister) is not obligated to help me or my dad, not to mention that my mom’s relationship with all her siblings is not the best. Besides, my parents kind of hate each other. I am asking God for my emotional stability while I am staying with my dad, who likes to talk nonsense.

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