Well it should have been the 18th March but I got a call to say here had been a cancelation so could I go in on the 4th instead. My assessment was here at last. This was it. No more wondering if I was suitable or not. Papworth here I come. As I was to be there for 9am it was decided to go over on the Sunday. My son Sam (he lives with me and is my carer) and my niece Jo bundled in to the car
and off we went. We were staying in a cottage near the hospital. My other son Robbie was coming up from London in the morning. After a restless night we were off. Mornings are not very good for me I can’t get going till at least lunch time. I got signed in and taken to a lovely room which was going to be home for the next 3 days. Over the next 2 days we had chats, blood test (at least 20), X- rays, scans, lung function tests and the dreaded 6 minute walk. I did manage 80 metres on oxygen. Wednesday dawned and I had to be ready for the first meeting at 9am. Needless to say I was late. Did I say I don’t like mornings. The first doctor was very nice and explained a lot of things to us it did seem as though he was trying to put us of but he did say he had to give the worst case. We then met the surgeon who explained more of the same. And the last was the
co-ordinator who told us some more. So much to remember and digest.
Oh the outcome YES I CAN GO ON THE LIST FOR NEW LUNGS.