On The Ninth Day Of Christmas : My Donor Gave To Me…

On the ninth day of Christmas, my donor gave to me…opportunities.

So many opportunities are presented to me because of the journey and life I live. Whether it be speaking to politicians about organ donation, meeting the Queen, carrying the Olympic torch, or any other remarkable things I have been able to do; they are all possible because I have this special story.  Read More »

On The Sixth Day of Christmas : My Donor Gave To Me…

On the sixth day of Christmas, my donor gave to me…a scar.

Or, to be more accurate, multiple scars.

My first transplant left me with one long, pink line that went horizontally across my stomach. Everyone would always say how neat and tidy it was, how beautiful it was. Read More »