Rollercoaster of emotions as I got news I was heading home
ON the morning of October 10 I was told that I could be transferred back to Crumlin later that evening.
I couldn't believe it. I had a rollercoaster weekend which started with a blood transfusion on Friday. The doctors told me that a child was being brought over from Dublin by the Air Corps that morning and that I might be transferred back with them.
When we arrived back in Crumlin sometime after 5 that evening I knew I was well and truly home and things would get better. Anything would be better than the last year -- constant pain, no energy, no school, at home most of the time, the boredom, the thoughts of when the transplant would come, the disappoint- ment of July. I choose to forget all that now.
Then it was home -- Ciara, my own things again, mam's cooking.
It is just over two months since my transplant. I pray for everyone who prayed for me -- every night. I say a special prayer for the person who gave me their liver. I don't know who they were or where they were from. I hope they are in heaven now. It's a strange feeling but it seems like I actually know them.
I am so looking forward to Christmas this year. I know it will be a happier one for all of us. I turn 15 on Friday. This is a special birthday for me: I have been given a special gift that will give me a new beginning. I am looking forward to 2012 and to the rest of my life. Life will be good from now on.