She's ok.
In case you're wondering, it's my mom. She's a good Mom, and she made a big personal sacrifice today. Like, a vital organ. She's doing fine, and my uncle hasn't rejected her kidney yet, so that's a good thing. Hopefully he won't, or that would suck. I didn't really realize untill today when my dad called me with no news at all that I was really worried about her. I mean, of course I was worried, but when I heard my dad's tone, I felt like I was the one who needed to be there for him. Then I heard her on the phone after her surgery, she sounded great, and I was very relieved.
Yeah, Mom's are pretty important. I like mine, and I feel bad for people who don't like theirs.