Showing posts with label House of Commons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label House of Commons. Show all posts

Monday, 9 March 2015

House of Commons and Transplant 2020

Last week I had the exciting opportunity to go to the House of Commons and participate in Transplant 2020's exhibition in the Upper Waiting Hall. 

The event was held to profile Transplant 2020 following its rebrand since Transplant 2013 and raise awareness of organ donation and transplantation amongst MPs and Peers. It was a chance to brief MPs and Peers on the issues surrounding organ donation and Transplantation and share with them NHSBT's 2020 Regional Report Cards. There were also opportunities to encourage MPs to take some action at both local and national levels to try and help improve the rates of organ donation and transplantation. 

Transplant 2020 is a coalition of patient groups, clinical organisations and industry dedicated to raising the consent rate for organ donation in the UK to 80% by 2020- there are still 41% of families refusing to donate a loved one's organs according to data for 2013-2014. 

For me it was a great opportunity to return to the House of Commons feeling well and post transplant. The last time I went there was to speak to MPs and Peers on behalf of Transplant 2013 to explain to them what it was like waiting the long wait on the transplant list. That was back in 2012 and I was in a wheelchair. This time I was able to speak to quite a few MPs and chat about what it was like to have your life transformed through having a transplant. It was also great to speak with my MP Stephen McPartland, who was wholly supportive of our campaign. 

The exhibition was in the Upper Waiting Hall for the whole week, so hopefully we have got many MPs, Peers and visitors talking about organ donation and transplant. 

For more information check out Transplant 2020's website: 










With Stephen McPartland, my MP


With Glynn Davies our sponsoring MP and Nick Torpey, Executive Board, Transplant 2020








My Dechox is going well - I've gone four weeks without chocolate and just over a week without cake, biscuits and puddings - just three weeks left to go now! Thanks to everyone who has sponsored me - not too far to go now to reach my target - just £50 to go...

Kath's DECHOX

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

New Year's Day 2013 Now 468 Days of Waiting...

Happy New Year to everyone! We are well into the new year now as I write this and as we entered News Year's day I entered my 468th day of waiting, waiting for that special phone call, waiting for my new shiny heart and lungs, waiting to feel better, waiting for my life to be changed once and for all. It is, I suppose a very special wait, so I am trying hard to be extra patient, more patient than I've ever been in my life before, patiently waiting for my gift of new life. I think there is an old saying, 'good things come to those who wait', so I am hanging on and when the time is right I firmly believe my patience will be rewarded.

Sunrise on Dalham Estate, Milnthorpe, Cumbria
After the problems with my heart that I had before Christmas, I started the new year very cautiously, dipping my toe into it, unsure whether I really wanted a new year to start, wishing I could stay in last year as I had managed quite well last year all things being weighed up. But the end of the year brought me a scare, which left me with the worry that I may be deteriorating, which is what will happen at some point, so not unexpected and I'm left feeling a little uncertain and worried about what a new year will bring.            

Anyway New Year's day is behind us now and I am well and truly back on my feet again and ready to embrace all that this year will bring. I'm optimistic that this could be the year that my life is changed and I'm determined to continue with my own personal campaign to increase the number of people on the organ donor register.

River Bela, Milnthorpe, Cumbria
For starters I will ask everyone who is a British citizen to sign the on line campaign to the government for the 'Opt-Out System'. Sadly during those 468 days of my waiting, 1404 people will have died whilst waiting for an organ. They are mums, dads, sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, husbands and wives etc. just like me and you. Remember that our government are sitting on their laurels and doing absolutely nothing at the moment to help the cause for organ donation, while three people a day die unnecessarily. Most other countries are way ahead of us with higher numbers on the organ donor register and more organs available. This country is facing a chronic shortage of organ donors, whilst our population is growing and growing. Signing the petition is as easy as apple pie to do, and you are even already on a computer or phone if you are reading this. So click on the link below, complete your name and address and sign the petition, you will then receive an email that just asks you to click on a link and hey presto it is done!


I know most of my friends and family have now signed to be organ donors and I really appreciate your support and that you have made the effort to do this, so a really big thank you to you all. Remember to tell your families though so they know your wishes. If anyone reading this would still like to sign the donor register, here is the link below, again it can be done in a quick instant from the computer or mobile you are on now:  

Thankfully, you are more likely to need an organ than have to give one. Ninety per cent  of people would take an organ, but only thirty three per cent have signed the register. If you would be prepared to take an organ to save your life then sign up now and be prepared to give! 

It seems to have been quite eventful in the transplant world over the festive period. My friend, who has had two heart and double lung transplants, is doing well and very, very slowly beginning her recovery. She has been in our thoughts and prayers and still is.

At the House of Commons, Rob and I met Sue Reid, who is Will Pope's aunt, Will was featured in the ITV 'Tonight' programme before Christmas, 'Waiting for a Heart' and his family and friends have been campaigning furiously to raise awareness of organ donation. They have a very public campaign and have been featured in the Daily Mail. Will got his much needed new heart on New Year's Eve. He is struggling at the moment and we are all hoping and praying that he pulls through. You can follow Will's story on WillPope.co.uk.  


Floods on Dalham Estate
Rob and I also met a lovely gentleman called Steve Gazzard while we were at the House of Commons, Steve's daughter Sarah had been waiting for a double lung transplant, but because of the chronic shortage of organs, Sarah sadly died while she waited. Sarah left behind a loving husband and three young children. Since Sarah was diagnosed Steve has launched several local campaigns to raise awareness of organ donation and he too was featured in the Daily Mail this week, you can find it on daily mail online. The article was very moving and when Steve stood up in the House of Commons to speak about his campaign and his daughter and to give his views to the All Party Parliamentary Committee, I don't think there was a dry eye in the room. 

Back to getting on with living life now, Rob and I took Rose down to Bournemouth so she could get herself ready for her new term at University. I had dithered whether to go or not, unsure about being a long way from home in case I wasn't well again. In the end I decided to throw caution to the wind, when I had one of the episodes with my heart before Christmas, I was on my own as Rob was picking Rose up from Bournemouth and I thought maybe at least I would be with someone if I went with them this time and you can still phone 999 in Bournemouth! This felt like a turning point to getting back to normal again. We had a good journey there and back again and I think its helped me in getting my confidence back to start venturing out again more now after a very quiet Christmas.  


Dalham Estate, Milnthorpe, Cumbria
As I write this, I have now been waiting 475 days, I am beginning to feel like Robinson Crusoe, but I suppose I've a long way to go to beat him, he waited 28 years to be rescued! I suppose if I could manage to wait that long, it really wouldn't matter about the transplant would it? I'd be the grand old age of 80!    




Friday, 7 December 2012

The House of Commons

Early morning at Westminster 
Westminster Bridge
We woke up nice and early, I had been a little restless in the night and was by now feeling quite nervous. It has been over two and a half years since I have spoken in front of an audience and not being well added to my nerves and confidence. Once we were up and about though, I was feeling more confident that I would be able to do it. We made an early start, Rob pushing me across Westminster Bridge on what was a cold, but very beautiful morning. There were stunning views of the London Eye and the House of Parliament and the River Thames as we made our way over.
Cromwell Statue near Cromwell Entrance

Passes for the day
We didn't know what to expect really when we got there, but made our way across to the Cromwell Entrance as we had been instructed, asking a policeman or two for directions as we went. Once there, we showed our invitations and the staff could not have been more courteous and pleasant as we were ushered inside. Here we had to go through security and I had to explain to the staff about the metal pump that I have to wear and the needles I was carrying for my drug kit.

 Westminster Hall

We made our way to Westminster Hall, where we were then escorted to Room 11, where the meeting was to take place. It was quite a long way from the entrance, so I was so relieved that we had made all the effort to bring the wheelchair with us. The way to  Room 11 was very wheelchair friendly with ramps and lifts along the way and the staff were really friendly and helpful. As we were making our way, we were surprised to see Baroness Tanni Grey-Thompson go whizzing past in her wheelchair, but there was no way Rob could keep up with her speeding along, after all she is a paralympic wheelchair marathon runner. We have a way to go yet on that score, being quite new to the wheelchair community. Once outside Room 11, we met up with Anne and her dad and it was nice to see a friendly face, which helped me feel more at ease. Our friend Tom also arrived, who had asked to come and support us.

Inside Room 11
We were ushered inside and immediately some members of the panel came and introduced themselves to me  including MP Chris Williamson, who was chairing the meeting. It all felt very friendly and by this time I was feeling a bit more relaxed. The meeting soon got underway and I was pleased that once the chairman had welcomed everyone, he introduced Rob and I to do our bit straight away, which prevented me from getting nervous again. Rob and I spoke of our lives before and after my diagnosis of Pulmonary Hypertension. We explained about what PH is, its symptoms, the drugs and side effects, the impact of it on our lives, what it was like being told I needed a transplant and then living on the transplant list. Rob finished by talking of the need for organ donors and reminding everyone about the latest statistics for the donor register.  



The members of the panel then explained their roles and involvement with organ donation and transplant and gave updates on their relevant fields. Their roles were varied and covered many facets of the 'transplant industry' and their input to the meeting prompted very useful discussion from the audience. Many members of the audience were members of the public like ourselves, who's lives had been profoundly affected by organ donation and transplant.


Some important points came from all the discussions, which will hopefully be taken forward by the panel:
  • there are c.7,500 people awaiting a transplant of some kind with some 19 million registered donors. 3 people a day still die needlessly waiting for a transplant; 
  • although family consent rates are high at 90% for someone who has previously registered as a donor, these rates drop to a shocking 40% in England for someone who hasn't previously registered to be a donor: a very emotive discussion ensued on this and calls by the audience to get the law changed e.g. "opt out";
  • more education is needed to make organ donation part of our culture, a way of life, a social responsibility - something that becomes the norm. Scotland has been very successful at improving rates by blunt and even shocking campaigns and, importantly, has included an awareness of organ donation in the school curriculum; 
  • there is a need to continue the work to increase the numbers on the organ donor register through both local and national initiatives and a sharing of best practices;
  • although it looked likely that Transplant 2013 would fall short of its target for increasing donor numbers (50%), a healthy percentage increase has still been achieved (34%);
  • a lack of funding is impacting on national marketing but in any event the view was more could be done nationally to champion and support local initiatives; 
  • local initiatives are usually very effective where someone affected by transplant is known and there is a personal story, and play a huge part in increasing the numbers on the donor register;
  • a continuing education and training of hospital staff (even possible targeting ) to ensure that opportunities for donor organs are maximised and not missed; 
  • maximising use of social networking and media to publicise organ donation;  
  • in certain areas, targeting of prevention measures could be more effective (e.g. 20% of people awaiting liver transplants) have preventable conditions.   
Afterwards we got chance to chat with everyone who had attended the meeting and met some very inspirational people, who were campaigning in varied ways to increase the numbers on the donor register and awareness of organ donation and transplantation.

Anne and I in Westminster Hall


It was an exciting day and has inspired us to think about how we can play our part in increasing awareness of organ donation and transplantation. We had time to catch up with Anne and her dad and we had lunch together in the House of Commons cafe, which was really lovely and then we headed off back home. The rail journey went very smoothly and staff at King's Cross were again really helpful and courteous and couldn't do too much for us. Below are details of some of the people we met and a draft of our speech if you are interested.

 



Some of the people we met: 

                                                                                       Chris Williamson MP
                                                            Chair, All-Party Parliamentary Group for Transplantation
@ChriswMP

Speakers panel:

Dr Paul Murphy
National Clinical Lead for Organ Donation

Keith Rigg
Past President, British Transplantation Society

Jacquie Spencer
Team Manager for South-West organ donation

Professor Martin Lombard
National Clinical Director for liver disease


Dr Katz
 Chief Rabbi’s office

Some of the people making valuable contributions to the debate

Chris Bryon -Edmund , whose daughter Lottie was the youngest baby in the world to survive liver transplant:
www.chipbe.com
Twitter: @ChipBEblog
@iLiveiGive

Sue Reid, Aunt to Will Pope, who is waiting for heart transplant and featured on Tonight's programme, 'Waiting for a Heart'
Twitter: @PopePower
Facebook: Let's Raise Awareness for Will Pope & Organ Donation

Steve Gazzard, who lost his daughter Sarah recently waiting for transplant and is now doing great work increasing donors in Exmouth

Facebook: Steve Gazzard 

Speech Draft

Good morning, my name’s Rob Graham. In a minute or two I will introduce you to my wife, Kathryn, but first I want to give you a little background about us, our life before Kathryn was diagnosed with a serious heart and lung condition and a little bit of an explanation surrounding the condition itself.
Until just over two years ago, we were a fairly average couple with two teenage daughters. I was working full time in the City and Kathryn was a successful full time primary teacher. We enjoyed many normal things as others do: travelling abroad, spending time outdoors - we love the countryside, especially the Lake District where we would walk for hours - gardening and meeting up with family and friends and making the most of having London just half an hour from our doorstep.
In just one day in June 2010 our lives were changed forever when Kathryn was diagnosed with serious heart failure as a result of a previously undetected lung condition. Within six months we both had to give up our careers and many of the hobbies we loved doing.  Kathryn was referred to Papworth Hospital , one of the few specialist hospitals in the country who can treat her disease and, under their care, I am delighted to say that Kath is sufficiently stable for the time being which has enabled us to be here today – that said it has been a major effort on Kathryn’s part to be here - this is in fact our first trip into London together for over 2 and a half years.
We have experienced just about every emotion imaginable. Two of my low points were the day we were told that she had severe heart failure and the day I had to dial 999 after she had an unexplained seizure and I could see her heart pumping against her chest almost like it was out of a cartoon. If I’m being totally honest with you, and I haven’t told my closest friends this, on more than one occasion I thought I was going to lose her. I wouldn’t wish anybody to have to go through similar experiences.
So what is the condition that Kathryn has? Idiopathic Pulmonary Arterial Hypertension. It’s a bit of a mouthful, isn’t it? Most people when they hear this, just pick up on the word “hypertension” and they usually nod knowingly and then tell me that they’ve got a bit of high blood pressure as well. If only and we wish….
In fact PH, as it is known in our world, is a very rare condition and it is generally described as a narrowing and hardening of blood vessels and arteries in the lungs which causes the blood to struggle through, building up high pressures in the pulmonary arteries which carry oxygen to and from the heart. The right side of the heart then comes under considerable strain as it works harder and faster to pump the blood carrying oxygen through the narrowing arteries, and this can eventually result in heart failure.
PH is often secondary to other conditions – blood clots, autoimmune disorders and congenital heart disease or, as in Kathryn’s case, it can start on its own as a result of a genetic mutation and it may, therefore, be potentially hereditary - we are currently partaking in pioneering genetic research to see if our daughters might have the mutated gene. The type of PH that Kathryn has is, unfortunately, without transplantation, incurable and progressive.
There are various drugs that can be used to treat Kathryn’s condition but these only serve to alleviate the symptoms, improve the quality of life and slow down but not stop the progression of the condition.
So what is it like having PH and being on the transplant list? Let me hand you over to the expert – my wife, Kathryn.
Hello everyone, thanks for giving me the opportunity to speak about my condition.
Well, the main symptoms are breathlessness, extreme fatigue, dizziness, fainting and chest pain. These can happen undertaking the simplest of tasks therefore limiting dramatically what you are able to do in a normal day.
I usually need to rest and sit down after ten minutes of mild activity and can only walk at a very slow pace for about ten minutes before I get breathless ad need to sit down. At worst I used to faint doing the simplest of things such as getting out of bed or just bending down as my heart couldn’t cope with the strain. For someone with PH, even climbing the stairs can feel like conquering Everest.
Two years ago and only a few months after diagnosis, my PH symptoms were classed as “end stage” and along with a general host of drugs to help my body – I take around 12-14 tablets a day – I had to be placed on 24/7 intravenous drugs as an emergency when my heart began to give up. I now have a Hickman Line catheter in my chest and carry a small machine, which pumps drugs direct into my heart and pulmonary arteries. It can NEVER be disconnected and I can NEVER be late changing over the drug in my pump machine, which has to be done twice a day.
Making the drug is complex and I need help with this, so not only did I have to become competent at it before I could be discharged from hospital, so did Rob. The line and pump need quite a lot of maintenance which comes with its own set of problems; infection is always a high risk as it could go straight to my heart and lungs and into my bloodstream which could be fatal.  I have had to be admitted to hospital on a number of occasions to rule out infection; I have also spent weeks to-ing and fro-ing to both Papworth and Addenbrook hospitals when I became allergic to some of the equipment.
My medication causes a number of unwelcome side effects: headaches, nausea, stomach upsets, skin complaints, joint pains are but a few and a daily occurrence, but a small price to pay for being alive, though at times they can be extremely debilitating and be just one thing too many.
There was a point last year when my body was struggling to endure an increase in the intravenous medication and that is when the consultant told me I was being referred to the Transplant team at Papworth as she shared my concern about my ability to withstand any further increases and the IV drug is usually the final weapon that they use against PH. 
I was listed for a heart and double lung transplant a few months later and to be sat down with the Transplant Consultant putting all your cards on the table is a harrowing experience. When you get to transplant then you know you have got to the end of the line and it is the very last door to be open to you to overcome your illness. 
For PH patients, from diagnosis at least 50% survive longer than 3 years with treatment, but when we met with the Transplant team, because of the pressures in my heart, it seemed highly probable that I was looking at just 2 years life expectancy. I have now been on the transplant list for 14 months.
Being placed on the list has given me new hope as I try to deal with the daily grind of this illness and the constant hospital visits. I try to be positive about my future and try to enjoy the things that matter most to me now, but all the time there is a feeling of being in ‘no mans land’, that the illness will come back with a vengeance and it will be too late, like it has been for several of my friends, but there is a light in front of me, which is transplant and I might escape from what feels like is a hopeless situation at times.
I can only dream of waking up in a morning and feeling well; to be independent again; being able to go for a proper walk and not having to use a wheelchair; being able to travel abroad and just travel more than an hour away without having to ring the transplant team; not having to cancel one thing after another because I’m too unwell to go and Rob would be pleased if I could do some work in the garden rather than ordering him around. It would be good not to have the catheter in my chest and be able to bathe properly for the first time in years. It would be good to get some purpose back our lives rather than fighting this illness.
In the meantime, I wait in the middle, but with the chronic shortage of donors it is getting harder and harder to keep faith that all may end well.
Despite everything you have heard we actually count ourselves quite fortunate. Diagnosis of this deadly disease has happened to us during middle age, others are not so lucky; PH is just as likely to affect babies, children and young adults as it is those in later life. However, whatever your age there is always something to live for.
There will be many people of all ages and with other diseases sharing our predicament and having a similar story to tell. The fact that we are all here today proves there is a strong will to increase the number of donors signing the register.
At the moment, according to the stats 96% of people would accept an organ if they needed one, but less than 30% of these have actually signed up to the register. We can to some extent understand this complacency as it is often difficult to feel connected to major issues when you are not directly affected by them. We firmly believe that there are many people who would sign up if they were more aware of the issues somehow or if the ‘opt out’ scheme that is being discussed is brought about.
At the same time we do appreciate that organ donation can be a sensitive issue and there are both moral and religious grounds, which need to be respected too.
Tapping into the majority of people though, would not only reduce waiting times for donor organs, but would also help to address less appealing stats such as the fact that 40% of lung donors are smokers. It would also help expand the categories for urgent donation, currently there is no urgent list for people waiting for heart and lung transplants as there is for people who are waiting for heart transplants, pushing us further down the list.
It is seven days since we were asked to speak to this committee, since then 21 people like Kathryn will have died while they wait for organs. I don’t want Kathryn to become one of these statistics. Thank you for listening to us.
  





Going Back to London After Two and a Half Years

The new look King's Cross
Recently Transplant 2013 contacted my friend and fellow PHer and transplant patient, Anne, to invite her to attend the All Party Parliamentary Group for Transplantation question time on organ donation and transplantation 2013 and beyond, which was going to be held in the House of Commons. They also asked her if she knew of anyone who may speak about their illness and what life was like waiting on the Transplant List. Now there is a little group of four of us, Anne, Sita, Stacie and myself who are listed for heart and double lung transplants and have PH. Anne wasn't too sure about doing it and Stacie, the youngest and liveliest of our little four would have loved to go, she loves her politics, but she had to get to London from Swindon and she could not get the help she needed to travel that day; Sita had family commitments with a young family, so that left me, the 'oldie' in the group to volunteer.

I didn't really think about it too much as I was all fired up about the shortage of organ donors following ITV's Tonight programme about Will Pope, who desperately needs a heart when there is a chronic shortage of donors. I was feeling fed up with my long wait for transplant and thinking that it was never going to happen and something needs to be done about it. So that was that. I enlisted Rob to help me, he is very good and used to speaking to audiences and at meetings through both his job and his acting.

There would be a variety of MPs, peers, patients, clinicians and other representatives from Transplant 2013's member organisations. This is their web link, although they are still developing the website as yet:  

View from Park Plaza
We decided we would speak together and after liaising with Transplant 2013's secretary, Vashti, it was agreed we would speak about our life before and after diagnosis of Pulmonary Hypertension and about going on and waiting on the Transplant List. It would be a good opportunity to remind everyone that amongst all the discussions, planning, organising and statistics that we transplant patients are real life people and with real illnesses. It was also an opportunity to raise a little awareness about PH and how in some cases it can lead to transplant, as so many people do not even know it exists and there would be a mixed audience here, but the real point of the exercise was to hammer home the need to keep organ donation high on the political agenda.      

We planned carefully how I was going to manage all this, with my illness I had not been into London for over two and a half years. Commuting is difficult and tiring in my condition and London is big and busy and a bit overwhelming when you feel ill. It usually involves a lot of walking and going up and down in tube stations, which is not really very manageable for me anymore; gone are the days for now where I used to commute daily to work in London, jump on and off trains and walk for miles. The meeting was at 10.30 in the morning, which is an early start for me at the best of times now.

The Atrium, Park Plaza
We planned to use my wheelchair, take the train in, use taxis and not the underground and stay in a hotel the night before so I could rest once we got there and get a head start the morning.

So after advising the Transplant Team that I would be away in London and travelling as light as possible, unknown for me with all my medication paraphernalia, Rob pushing me and my bag in my wheelchair, with a back pack on his back, we trundled along to Knebworth Station. Here we hit what we knew to be the first problem, a large flight of steps and no lift and no station attendant. Luckily, I can still use my legs and walk, so I did the steps slowly and Rob went up and down several times, lugging bags and wheelchairs. Basically if you are unable to leave your wheelchair and get out and walk and live in Knebworth, then 'the train says no' and your journey to London is curtailed at the station steps. It never ceases to amaze me what disabled people have to battle against. The train was then half an hour late and as it was freezing cold I began to struggle a bit, cold weather and wrecked lungs equals poor breathing and feeling dizzy and ill. I was relieved when the train came. As we journeyed in and I still didn't feel that brilliant, I began to question whether I was just being totally foolish even attempting to do this. I know Rob was feeling anxious for me too and I always pretend I'm ok, but he knows me too well.          

Feeling relieved once again when we got to King's Cross, my mind was taken off things as I was absolutely amazed at all the changes since I last went into London and I just really love the buzz of London. The new look station is remarkable and we were asked by staff over and over again if we needed assistance, which was a stark contrast to our local station. After a very cold wait for a taxi, I was beginning to shiver uncontrollably, we finally arrived at our hotel in Westminster. We deliberately picked the Park Plaza, which was just at the end of Westminster Bridge and a flat walk to the House of Commons that wasn't too far for Rob to push me in the morning. 


The hotel is a very large, busy corporate style hotel, something the size of a mini airport, not my most favourite type of hotel; yet with good, prompt and helpful service, I somehow quite liked the more impersonal atmosphere for once, as being ill nobody really notices or fusses over you and you can just get on with things at your own pace. The hotel has iconic views of Westminster Bridge, Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament. I noticed too, that we were overlooking St Thomas's Hospital, which gave me some peace of mind as I've not got the best reputation when it comes to needing a hospital!  

We didn't do much for the rest of the evening, just relaxed, rested, used room service and enjoyed the new surroundings and the superb views, anticipating the morning and relieved I had got into London in one piece. Travelling in to London had been enough for me for one day and I didn't want to tire myself out trying to go out sight seeing, although it was very tempting!