Stories of Hope
I am grateful to God and all who participated in my donation, months of prep, surgery, and recovery. They are ALL superheroes. THANK YOU.
I am thankful everyday for the opportunity to be my father’s donor and the dedication and inspiration of those ICU nurses.
Born with a rare metabolic disease, Terri was frequently in the hospital as a child. She thinks about her donor every day.
I volunteered to be evaluated and when I learned I was eligible to donate, it was truly one of the happiest moments of my life.
Many of us did die from IPF but because of two incredibly loving families our mother was spared the loss of two more children. Without these transplants, our life expectancies were no more than three to four months.
Thank you to all the people that made me enjoy life again, especially my unknown 20-year-old donor.
I waited in hospital three months and received my heart transplant from a young boy named Matthew. His mother chose to give the gift of life to myself and many others. July 6, 1996 is my rebirth-day.
My transplant story starts by recognizing that I wouldn’t be here without the help of many people. A successful organ transplant takes a talented group of people from beginning to end. It starts with organizations like United Network for Organ Sharing (UNOS), Donate...
This journey has been a rollercoaster of emotional highs and lows, and plenty of ups and downs. I am forever grateful to the donor family that selflessly gave my baby girl the gift of life.
I’ve been on dialysis for about a year and 6 months on the transplant list. On August 14, I got a phone call saying they want me to come in because they found a match for me.
After his first birthday he was listed on the transplant registry and after a few months of waiting Jace received his new liver September 10th 2020 because of a deceased donor.
I had a successful transplant in December 2007. It’s been 13 years and so far so good.