Even Without Your Blood, I Can Live Well on My Own

I was gravely ill, hospitalized and nearing death, while Jerome Baldwin held me in his arms with a look of distress. He said, "Tania, I've had 20 tubes of blood drawn for you. You'll be fine."

Thinking I was asleep, he turned to instruct the nurse, "Quickly, send these 19 tubes to Room 333 for Jessica Almaz."

The nurse hesitated and said, "There are no KEN-type blood bags in the hospital. One tube might not be enough …"

Jerome waved impatiently, "It's my blood and I decide. One tube is enough. As long as she doesn't die, it'll do!"