Three years ago, during an ultrasound after a routine visit to my GP, I was told I had two lumps in my liver and my blood test had shown me to be slightly anaemic. I was fast-tracked to hospital for further tests, convinced that I had liver cancer and wouldn’t see the next Christmas.
I was then referred to Kings Hospital in London for more scans and tests, after which they concluded that I had two cystadanomas which were impacting the bile duct, backing up bile and causing my liver to work flat out. We discussed the possibility of a transplant and I was to be monitored every three months. Suddenly things deteriorated. My blood results were dramatic and I was rapidly losing weight. My best option would be to have a transplant. By August I was on the List.
I am using my story to raise awareness of organ donation, so every month I have set myself some sort of physical challenge. A tutu - orginally used to help bump up my page likes for a Parkrun - appears to have become my uniform for the challenges!
You never think anyone you know or love could need a transplant. Those on the List can help themselves by exercising which massively helps recovery; it also helps me cope mentally as I wait for my call. Make sure your loved ones know your wishes should anything happen. It helps to make some sense out of losing those people if the situation arises.