The Savior Is Born

You would think growing up as a donor child, the author, whom we'll call Stacy, would be blindly bitter and hateful toward anyone who would even think about having a donor child, but she isn't From a neutral point of view, Stacy completely acknowledges that some parents are just really desperate.

"Any parent can lose their senses when their kid is dying. Mine, especially my mother, however, was straight up narcissistic and crazy, too."

The story began in preschool when Stacy's sister, Jessica, was diagnosed with Fanconi anemia.

"She was going to need transplants and neither of my parents' nor my older brother's tissue was compatible with her. So they had another baby. I wasn't a cherry-picked test tube baby, I was conceived by regular intercourse so there was no guarantee that I was going to be a viable donor, but I happened to be a match. I wish I wasn't."