The Night I Snuck Out
In 2003, at age 32, I was diagnosed with Primary Biliary Cirrhosis. It wasn't until the summer of 2012, after a rocky separation from my partner, two children, and some test trials on the Plasma Apherrasis machine that I received my transplant. I had been living at the hospital, being made more comfortable and on my way out when I snuck out for the evening to see my mom and children that I got the call to head up to Edmonton.
Life is starting to go back to normal - well as normal as life is after a transplant. I'm thankful to be here with my kids and to be out of the hospital. I wish all my fellow patients and survivors the best of luck!