Two years and counting...
That kind of information gives one cause to pause and rethink one's options. I've elected not to receive a liver transplant, for example. And I've already had one NASH-related episode of mental confusion (hepatic encephalopathy). An unexpected turn of events. What, no aneurysm? No stroke or heart attack? No car crash? Strange!
Oh well. My other complications mitigate against wasting somebody's perfectly good (by comparison) liver on yours truly.
I meditate on these things. "When it's hot, I sweat. When it's cold, I shiver."