✴️ It was on the 9th January 2015 that I was told that I needed to have a transplant.
From my blog on that day –
“Been accepted for transplant.
Should I go on the list? Extreme mixed feelings about it all.
And at times like these I wonder if my life’s even worth it. Is it worth all the hassle. Just want to disappear.”
I had spent the week as an inpatient in the QE Birmingham undergoing tests and speaking to a surgeon etc.
It certainly was an emotional and scary time.
✴️ It seems that some things haven’t changed during the five years!
If you go to the Archives and read my blog posts for early February 2015, you will see that I was feeling very unwell and had the dreaded Shingles. I had been given tablets to take but it seems like they were just making me feel extra poorly 😏
And this is exactly the reason why I just put up with all the Shingles outbreaks that I still regularly get now.
✴️ The picture on the left is of me on my birthday in 2015.
I was VERY unwell at this time, in pain, was suffering with ascites and could barely do anything.
The picture on the right is of me on my birthday in 2020.
I was feeling well and was on a very wet and muddy five and a half mile birthday walk 👣 with my two special girlies.
Such a difference 😀
✴️ In the early evening on Saturday 21st February 2015 I got a telephone call to say a liver had been found for me.
In the early hours of the morning on Sunday 22nd February 2015 I went to theatre to have my liver transplant.
The next day my family were told that the liver was failing. They needed to find me another liver quickly.
On 27th February 2015 I went back to theatre to have my second liver transplant.
And now 5 years has passed 😯
Happy liver anniversary to me 🥳
On 27th February 2020, to celebrate my five years, I organised an organ donation awareness stand which I did at the John Radcliffe Hospital in Oxford where I volunteer.
Thank you to my two donors 💗💙 and their families for giving me all these new opportunities.
✴️ At the beginning of March 2015 I was one crazy lady! Talking nonsense, being difficult, some might say that not much has changed 🥴 It was the start of my long recovery, such tough times.
At the beginning of March 2020 I was treated to a day out in London with my special friend Nina. She took me to see Mamma Mia! The Party 🥂💃 We had a fun time.
I am so lucky that my new liver is still doing well and I am able to get out and about and enjoy this extra time that I have been given 🙂
✴️ And then the dreaded Coronavirus arrived and put a total stop to any places that I might have been able to visit during my fifth year.
On 2nd April 2015 I finally left the Queen Elizabeth Hospital Birmingham to go home.
I went to stay at my sister’s house as I was still extremely weak. I definitely couldn’t leave the house on my own. It was the start of a very long journey to build my strength up and to be able to get out and about again.
At the beginning of April 2020 as I was one of the ‘extremely vulnerable’ and at risk of severe illness if I caught the virus 🦠 I was told to STAY HOME to protect myself.
Funny how things work out isn’t it? 🤔