Who cares? A lesson from pakistan on the health of living donors.

As a fresh-faced first year medical student in London several decades ago I was approached in hushed tones by one of my classmates who feared he would lose his prestigious spot on the university rugby team because of an abnormal urinalysis. He needed a pristine sample of urine that I happily provided, several times in fact, until his place in the team was secured. Twenty years later the tables were turned on me when purchasing a life insurance policy. The ‘doctor’ evaluating me accompanied me to the lavatory door, and although he didn’t enter, he checked the temperature of the resulting sample!