Imagine life with a pause button. The story stuck in one place, just waiting to restart.
I think this is the best way I can describe the feeling of waiting for a transplant. Waiting for the phone to ring, to be told there is a donor. To be told it’s time to press play again. Read More »
Once upon a Christmas…
So. We’ve all had our dinner, we are suitably stuffed with Celebrations, and the torn wrapping paper leaves a trail of destruction under the tree.
The whole family is together. Someone is probably asleep on the sofa and there is most likely a Christmas special on the T.V. Read More »
It’s 2018. 2018.
Did you hear me? 2018.
Before I start, I want to acknowledge that – yes, this year’s show featured models of varied ethnic backgrounds and the range of skin colours and ethnicities was amazing to see. It is wonderful that you are inclusive to women who are so diverse. Ethnically diverse.
And the models, of course, looked incredible. They work so hard training and they definitely deserve credit for that. They are, undeniably, beautiful.
But. Out of the 49 models who walked the runway in this year’s show, there was not a single one who represented me, or many of the girls I know. Read More »
Laugh. Right now. Just do it, make yourself laugh. Honestly. Or at least smile.
Did you do it? Okay, even if you don’t want to admit it, it made you feel happy didn’t it? I bet it did.
Its actually been proven that forcing yourself to laugh or smile first thing in the morning makes you feel more positive throughout the day. There’s lots of science behind it to do with endorphins and things, but all you really need to know is that it actually does work. Read More »
You have a headache and your friend asks if you want to go out. You say no sorry, I have this splitting headache today.
Your friend asks if you want to go out, but you’ve been feeling anxious all day. Is that what you say? Or do you make some other excuse?
I’m going to guess, partly because I know I’ve done it myself, that the reason you give for not going is not that you are anxious. Or that you’re just not feeling up to being sociable.
But why? Why do we make a distinction between our physical and mental health? Why is it that we don’t feel comfortable being honest and saying how we may be struggling? Read More »
Today marks my three year anniversary of my third liver transplant.
September 9th 2015 was an entirely differently day to today. But then I think most of you reading this have probably heard my story far too many times now. So I won’t tell it again.
I will tell you about someone who was a big part of my journey through that last transplant.
Luke and I were neighbours on the ward when I was both waiting for and recovering from the surgery. We shared a transplant anniversary date, shared a wall and shared a lot of laughs in a situation that wasn’t necessarily all that funny. Read More »
At just two weeks old, I had a volvulus, which is a twisting of the gut and I was rushed to Accident and Emergency.
From then on, I had a lot of complications all throughout my life.
This eventually lead the doctors and nurses at Birmingham Children’s Hospital to make the decision to put me on the transplant waiting list for a new small bowel at the age of nine.
In April 2009 we received a phone call from Birmingham Children’s Hospital that changed my life forever. Read More »
My name is Nicole Mackenzie, 20, from Portsmouth and I received a kidney back in March 2009 from my Dad.
I was first diagnosed with Chronic Kidney Disease when I was 3 years old which was caused by Renal Artery Stenosis which is the narrowing of arteries that carry blood to both of the kidneys.
Luckily, I didn’t need dialysis, however I was on a restricted diet and throughout the next 8 years I would have routine check-ups every 1-2 months at the Southampton General Hospital. Read More »
June 2018 marked the 15th anniversary of my liver transplant. Definitely something to celebrate!
I was born without a bile duct, a condition called Biliary Atresia.
Luckily my jaundice was noticed by my health visitor and I was quickly referred to Birmingham Children’s Hospital. My parents had no idea that I was so poorly, and it was a huge shock for them to be told that I would need immediate surgery and possibly a liver transplant. Read More »
My story started shortly after I was born, September 1998 my mum had noticed my stomach was swollen and didn’t disappear. For many weeks we were turned away from our GP with antibiotics time after time, until finally enough was enough mum decided to take me to A&E in the hope of getting some answers.
They decided to do an ultrasound scan to see if they could find the cause for the swelling. Mum waited nervously for the results as would any parent, but she had no idea what she was about to be told. Read More »