rousseau

Singular for me. Was born this way, and didn't know until I was fifty years old via an ultrasound for a suspected gallbladder issue. The breezy chit-chat trailed off and I was asked to flip continuously between my front, back and sides as the technician, I later realized, searched for the second one. They're not allowed to give you an opinion or diagnosis, so the news came from my doctor a few days later.

It was amusing how friends and family all said "well, I guess you need to be careful now." Meaning what? That had I two kidneys I could willy-nilly engage in all sorts of renally compromising behaviours like sharing dirty needles with heroin addicts, but that kinda fun was totally verboten now as I didn't have a backup?

Heh heh...