My life on a plate! A place where I get to waffle on about anything and everything, and hopefully raise some awareness about Cystic Fibrosis and organ donation on the way.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
If you read this post here you will know who I am talking about. Robyn was a beautiful, petite blonde smiley young lady. Incredibly clever she was working on her Masters whilst battling her CF and waiting for her transplant with a positive and cheerful smile on her face. We were working together on a relationships study for people with CF in the hope that we could produce some sort of help booklet at some point. We chatted via msn and via text, rarely by phone as she didn’t really have enough puff – it’s funny how someone you never see in person can become such a good friend.
When Robyn spoke at National Transplant Week this year you could have heard a pin drop. When she got so breathless someone had to take over, the impact was clear. She volunteered to talk to the media for us to try to get the issue of transplantation an even greater profile. She was on GMTV for Transplants in Mind and was their poster girl for this year’s campaign (click and click).
On Tuesday afternoon Robyn lost her fight to CF. I’m just terribly terribly sad; for her, for her family, for her lovely boyfriend. She waited over two years, she remained positive, but that call never came. For me it’s an even greater reminder of why we continue to campaign and also why I am walking on Sunday in aid of the Cystic Fibrosis Trust. She never let CF dictate her life and will be greatly missed by an awful lot of people. Thinking of her family and friends at this sad time.
29 years old, small blonde and smiley. I love life, but was facing a death sentence due to end stage cystic fibrosis. Thanks to the generosity of a stranger I received a life-saving double lung transplant in January 2007, and am now a very proud mummy.
I am very much a people person and a rather girly girl, loving all things pink! I enjoy talking, laughing, utilising my love of talking in the form of public speaking and awareness raising, and inventing new words and then being unable to separate them from real ones in my head.