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Why I donated a kidney to a stranger

Why I donated my kidney

27 August 2022

9:00 AM

27 August 2022

9:00 AM

One year ago I walked into an operating theatre, dressed in a tiny surgical nightie. Over the next three hours, through various keyhole incisions in my belly, my left kidney was cut from its pillow of protective suet and extracted from below the belt line. The kidney was rinsed through, put on ice and boxed up.

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Robert Gore-Langton is theatre critic for the Mail on Sunday.

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