My story started 22 years ago, when I first noticed I wasn't well. At that time my wife had just given birth to a baby girl. Three months later I ended up in hospital on the liver transplant waiting list. I was waiting for two weeks, not knowing if I would receive a transplant, and given a 50/50 chance to survive another week.

A liver became available from a deceased donor and I didn't find out until the evening that I had been chosen for a transplant. I was nervous, saddened and exhilarated all at once. I remember being prepared for surgery and saying my farewells, with my wife crying and myself not knowing if I would see my family again.

I was wheeled down the corridor and woke up 12 hours later in intensive care. I did see my family again! I did have a few setbacks, but after six months of rehabilitation I was fit enough to come home.

Without the generous donation of a liver I would not be alive to see my wife and daughter, who is now 22 years old and has grown into a beautiful woman.

I thank the donor, whoever they were, and the hospital and staff for the loving care they showed my wife, daughter and myself over the six months I was there.

Thank you for your gift!

Terry