On the fourth day of Christmas, my doctors gave to me…a second family.
If there was no donor, there would be no transplant. If there was no donor family, there would be no transplant. If there were no doctors, there would be no transplant. If there were no nurses, there would be no transplant.
We are surrounded by such incredible people, each who plays a vital part in this team.
In the hospital, I’m cared for by a ‘Multidisciplinary Team’ and it really is that. Doctors, nurses, surgeons, physiotherapists, dieticians, psychologists, chaplains, junior doctors, youth workers and many more. All of these roles are crucial in making a transplant happen, and in how successful the recovery is.
We are especially aware of how important each if these people are in my recovery and the ongoing care of myself and my family.
It is obvious how much they care for each patient, not just as another patient – but as a person, an individual.
I have known these people for over half of my life, and they feel like family to me. I know how much they do for me and care for me and I will always be thankful for them and the work they do.
My team have inspired me so much, with their humanity, generosity, work ethic and kindness – so much so that I now want to pursue medicine as a career!
This feeling of family extends to all the hospital staff. We have got to know cleaners, secretaries, and other patients who have become incredible friends.
I hope to bring the same heartfelt care to my patients as my team have given me through all these years.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart (and liver!) for EVERYTHING you have done for me and my family.
I love you all. Merry Christmas!
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