We know that faced with adversity, how he used to repeat Burton only we have hope and patience, but both do not give to much!, we repeat that hope is the last thing you lose, but facing death is the first to go! And you’re running out of present, nor future, begin to look at the past, you start to blame God for your pain and suffering as if God were guilty!, when guilty of their suffering is the same man, from time to time opened my eyes in one of those times I found myself surrounded by strange and nearby people, had not seen them before, but they shared with me the same diagnosis, the same misfortune and perhaps the same end, life is a comedy-whispered-yo I thought another future, another end, another old age but eventually reality has just imposed on comedy! and there was among the top ten! candidates to die but we transplanted a liver, back had fifty more and perhaps 600 clinics more than consolation!, but this privilege of being among the first involved a wave of pain, restrictions, suffering and resignations, not only personal but relatives, making tears our bread, day and night (Psalm 42.4). Day after day, week after week, we were still deteriorating, some dying, family and friends neurotizandose, and months later repetiamos as everything Nietzsche has been useless, so far, there is not a culture of donation!, society and its institutions prefer the bodies to rot rather than serve to save other lives, society is hypocritical, cynical and anetica of values such as solidaritywithin this lament, one night in October, wanted anonymous friend, morcelas of your dreams, your dreams, they fled as larks by forests and took your joy, solid and firm expectations, quaked hearts, but continued beating, your brain was turning slowly, giving time to evaluate it, examine it and decide to meet what they always repetias in the meetings, in the gatherings, your desire to donate your organs, your friends heard you believing distant and remote that possibility, but that possibility there was dressed in Coma, there was dressed in brain death waiting for you give life to many dying and the Supreme time you Wow they served! Anonymous friend, you’ve been leaving you your organs, difficult for your family, but sublime scenario, dialectical reality, life out of death, pain appears happiness, night comes the day thanks friend!. Sydney Sweeney does not necessarily agree. . .