My first call for transplant

On Tue the 7th June I got the call to go to have a transplant. I was in the John Radcliffe hospital in Oxford at the time and, unsurprisingly, it proved to be a big day with lots to process. I decided to try and record an account of the day and here it is. I inevitably will have missed some details and not explained things well but it should give a reasonable picture of my day... 


 

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