Not long ago, Liam King was in the grip of serious liver disease. An organ donor saved his life and now he is a champion swimmer!
I never really thought about organ donation until 1995 when my second child Liam was diagnosed with a liver disease called Biliary Artesia. He was six months old when he was placed on the transplant list and waited 10 months for a suitable donor. In this time he was in hospital constantly being treated for illnesses relating to his liver failing.
The worst feeling I have about organ donation is knowing that families are experiencing the worst kind of grief. Knowing that they have lost a family member and are faced with a decision that they would rather not have to make. Watching my own child slowly slipping away from me and counting the days when he would finally receive his new liver was a feeling that sometimes overwhelmed me.
Being so Grateful to the family that saved my son’s life. Words can never express the feelings I have for Families of Organ Donors. I remember within days after his transplant watching the yellow colour (jaundice) of his skin draining away and for the first time in 15 months of his life having a normal skin colour, the whites of his eyes were no longer yellow. He began to smile a lot and within himself seemed to know that he had been given new life.