The Transplant Games in Liverpool were amazing. Tiring but amazing. I was so proud to walk with the team during the opening ceremony, it was a walk along the waterfront and then a gathering in the exhibition centre on the docks. The walk wasn’t that long but to me it felt like a marathon and by the end I was in quite a bit of pain and had zero energy but it was so worth it.
Friday was my first event. I dialysed in the morning at The Royal as there was some concern over one of my needles being too far out during dialysis, this took a while to rectify and I was late to registration of my event, thankfully my Dad and A went down to the bowling alley and registered for me and Mum and I rushed straight from the hospital. I lost my first game and won the second (including 2 strikes). I went home for a sleep and then travelled back to Liverpool for the social Loud Shirt event.
Saturday was busy as I attended my Goddaughters 1st birthday party and saw my nephew who was celebrating his 2nd birthday and then travelled back to Liverpool for the donor run. I had the privilege of being asked to start the donor run and read a poem to the hundred of people on the start line. I was super nervous but tried to read it slowly. I was originally meant to walk the donor run (3k) but I am just not well enough, dialysis drains every bit of energy from me and I am also suffering extreme pain in my legs. I was going to wait at the finish for my olds and A but Mum convinced me to stop being vain and do it in my wheelchair. Very proud of the medal I got for completing it even if I didn’t walk it. After that we had a team meal together in a local pub.
Sunday was track day and I took part in another event – the ball throw. I came 4th and managed to throw over 14metres, which wasn’t bad with no practice. We stayed at the track for a while watching various events, the sun was shining and the little kids races were totally inspirational. The general atmosphere and camaraderie is very special. Its a great advert for the good that organ donation can do and a great way for participants to honour their donors.
Sunday was the icing on the cake. The Gala dinner. One of our team mates Chantel did a stunning performance of wind beneath your wings and search for the hero inside yourself. It was goosebumpy good and we were all up dancing. The night then continued with a Beatles tribute band the Cheatles and then a DJ. There were many dance offs!
It had been a long 4 days but so worth the level of tired I am still feeling now. Will leave you some photos…