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 »

On The Fourth Day of Christmas : My Doctors Gave To Me…

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. Read More »

How to start the conversation…

I think we can all agree that starting a conversation about what will happen when you die or your loved ones pass, is not the most enjoyable or natural thing to do.  However, it is one of the most important conversations to have with family and friends. The question is, how to actually begin those discussions? Read More »

Organ Donation Week: Thought For The Day #2

Why is the #DonationConversation so important?

People have asked me many times, ‘can’t I just sign the register – and my family will know my wishes when the doctors tell them I was on the register?’ People ask this because they feel so uncomfortable talking about their death, or that of someone close to them. As much as I understand this discomfort, I will always tell people that they absolutely HAVE to talk about it! Read More »