We got this nice photo from Declan Logue! Thank you so much Declan for
sharing your story with us! Remember Organ
Donation Includes us All. Please make your wishes known. Thank you!
Declan Logue went from a sporty life in his youth to 22 years of having to
take things slowly and having dialysis often. Thanks to a donor he was able to
get a fully active life back in 1999.
Read his story here;
Declan Logue, 51, Kidney transplant 16 years ago (1999)
went onto dialysis in 1977 10 years after being diagnosed with Wegeners
Granulomatosis, a blood disorder that meant my immune system stopped
recognising my own tissue, and so attacked my own body, scarring my
kidneys.I was most fortunate to receive
a kidney transplant in October 1999 at the Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Birmingham.
The donor family’s compassion and generosity has given a second life to me.
work in computing, and have always been quite sporty. Five-a-side football was
always a passion, but dialysis (with the anaemia and lack of energy that came
with it) put a stop to that. After I had recovered from my transplant and was
back to excellent health, I took up golf and became equally frustrated and
engrossed in the art of getting a tiny ball into a slightly bigger hole.
Through a mutual friend who also played golf, I was made aware of the British
Transplant Games, and attended my first Games, at Norwich in 2004, playing
golf. The following year, at Loughborough, I attended the whole Games, and on
the track, inspired by others, all of whom had received a transplant and were
demonstrating the Gift Of Life, rediscovered the pain of exercise - and the
pleasure of achievement afterwards.
since then, I have restarted exercise, and not only reaped the health benefits,
have done things I never thought I would. I won medals at the British
Transplant Games in Golf and Swimming (Breaststroke 100m).
selected to attend the World Transplant Games in Australia in 2009, and so
cycled London-Brighton on a borrowed mountain bike with no prior cycling
experience – now that hurt. I was unable to attend Australia as I developed
clots in my legs and lungs (DVT and PE). The disappointment just made me more
became team manager of the Coventry Transplant Team. I ran the London Marathon
in 2010, and prepared ready for a great 2011. I was selected to represent GB
& NI at the World Transplant Games in Göteborg, Sweden, and was part of the
Floorball team, winning a bronze medal.
Shortly after the World game I attended the British Transplant Games in
Belfast, winning a Gold Medal in the Virtual Triathlon. Then I cycled
London-Brighton again – it still hurt, but a lot less. The future is bright.
However, 2012 was a grim year, with me losing my father to cancer, and
then going onto chemotherapy myself due to a lymphoma. Undeterred, I still made
my way to the British Transplant Games, in Medway, and competed in the 100m
breaststroke – no medals, but it didn’t matter: I had made it there.I was celebrating the Gift of Life, and had
so much to be thankful for.”
More about the World Transplant Games Federation here;
Edith Augustsson from Kenya in Recycle Me Gold print T-shirt "Your
Heart Belongs to Me”, posing for a good cause - Organ donation
awareness. Thank you so much Edith!
Did you know that the World's
First human Heart Transplant was performed in South Africa by Professor
Christiaan Barnard in Cape Town on the third of December 1967.
“The drama of the world’s first human heart transplant, led by Professor
Christiaan Neethling Barnard, played out within the walls of the
Charles Saint Theatre, at Groote Schuur Hospital on the 3rd December
1967. The human heart transplant, one of the greatest moments in medical
history, was made possible by an extraordinary interplay of scientific
dedication; human courage and generosity and a timely chain of events.”
This is Pamela Lindgren, Pamela’s main job is as a researcher and
product and industrial designer. She is also the founder and non-profit
designer of the movement RECYCLE ME for organ donation awareness www.recycleme.life.
The movement is global and we would like to include more countries and organizations working for this cause.
All of the people working and contributing to this project are doing it
on a non-profit basis in their free time. Let’s work together! Because
organ donation includes us all.
This is Noah Swanson. Read his fascinating
and beautiful story about his life and the liver transplant that saved his
life! Thank you Noah for sharing your story with us!
Thank you all for supporting our cause
Organ Donation Awareness. Noah is also advocating, educating and encouraging
people to take a stand for organ donation awareness. You will find more about
his amazing work here www.atransplantedlife.com
Before I was born, my grandfather passed
away from a failed liver.When I was two
years old, my father passed away from a failed liver.And when I was thirteen years old, I found
out that my liver as well was headed for the same demise.
The summer before I began high school I
came down with cough that wouldn’t seem to go away.As weeks turned into months, my sickness
didn’t seem to improve.In spite of my
objection, my mother decided it was time to see the doctor.As I walked into the clinic, I assumed I would
be walking back out with a prescription to cure my cold.However, as the doctor began to run his
diagnostics he soon discovered something more serious than a cold.An x-ray of my chest revealed pneumonia.However, my blood work uncovered further issues
that my doctor was unable to diagnose.Instead of cough medicine, I left that day with unanswered questions and
a referral to a specialist.
After seeing specialist after specialist
unable to diagnose my sickness, I began to feel like I was trapped in a
terrible dream.In a matter of days I had
gone from never stepping foot in a doctor’s office to taking a citywide tour of
every hospital in the area as we searched for answers.After being transferred from one doctor to
another, I was finally diagnosed with autoimmune hepatitis at the age of
The next two years consisted of countless
tests, procedures and a good amount of time spent within the walls of multiple
hospitals.I often balanced a line
between fear and frustration.The
formidable years of high school were being jaded by sickness that had come out
of nowhere.So many new questions and
thoughts flooded my mind.I began to
acquire new perspectives most teenagers never obtain.
The first two years of my life was the only
time I had been given with my father and it left me with very little memory of
him.I thought about my father often,
but the only recollection I had of him consisted in picture and stories my mom
had shared.But throughout this journey,
I often wondered if I was sharing a similar experience that my father had gone
through.“Did my dad feel the same
frustration I am feeling,” I often thought to myself.I had always known my father passed away from
liver disease, but never imagined I might go through a similar experience.
As my journey progressed I sank deeper and
deeper into reality.My blood work that
revealed an abnormality was the first step into this new reality.And then I had my first minor operation that
forced me to take one step further down into reality.My diagnosis had been given and my doctors began
to discuss the possibilities that lay ahead.They had promised every option would be considered to prevent me from
having an organ transplant.But as my
health continued to deteriorate and my options had been exhausted, my doctors
informed me of the inevitable – the last option I hoped I would never have to
My liver was rapidly failing and my doctors
had exhausted all of the alternatives to a liver transplant.But as I began to go through the process to
be listed on the national organ donor list I discovered a whole new hurdle we
would have to overcome.My insurance
company informed me they wouldn’t allow me to have my liver transplant at the
hospital I had been receiving care for over two years.My parents went back and forth with the
insurance company and even high-ranking government officials tried to plead my
case.But in the end the insurance
company wouldn’t change their mind.
I was forced to transfer care to another
hospital six hours away from home.Frustration
seemed to compound upon itself, but God is good.It wasn’t long before I once again found
myself in the hands of incredible doctors who were more than prepared to
perform my surgery.After going through
the process again, I was placed on the organ donor list.An incredible answer to prayer brought my
liver transplant sooner than we had expected.
My surgery was a success and now, standing
here fifteen years later, I can thankfully say I am alive and well.
Recycle me is a non-profit design driven proposal to benefit human organ donation. The idea of the proposal is to design and produce t-shirt prints and jewellery in the shape of human organs.
By wearing a t-shirt or jewellery people will make a pro-donation statement.The lack of human organs today is costing the lives of many people in need of new organs. It is also taking many people’s lives through the illegal market based on organ robbery. The situation is unacceptable and must be changed.
Recycle me is a step in the right direction to create a better world. Recycle me also encourages you to make your wishes known by registering with the organ donations register http://www.donationsradet.se/
The profits from the Recycle me project will go to Professor Lars-Erik Gelin Memorial Foundation for Transplant Research.
Professor Lars-Erik Gelin Memorial Foundation For Transplant Research
Pamela Lindgren Design Studio is a company engaged in fashion, industrial, product, graphic and furniture design. It has customers in the public as well as the private sectors. Our design at Pamela Lindgren Design seeks to create an interplay between technology, construction and the human body. Design for Everyone and Considerate Design are two important pillars symbolizing our method of working, with accessibility, participation, cultural diversity, social design and sustainable development as our starting-points.
We are always looking for new work opportunities, so get in contact for any enquiries or just to say hello!
Gothenburg harbour april 26 2009 Harriet, Patrik and Lisa Photo; Anna Hallberg
FACTS The number of donors in Sweden is not sufficient to meet the need for organs of all the patients awaiting transplantation.
Diseased organs and tissues can be replaced through the transplantation of healthy organs and tissues from another person. It is possible nowadays to transplant organs such as kidneys, livers, hearts, lungs and pancreas. It is also possible to transplant tissues such as skin, bone, corneas and cardiac valves.
It is not necessary for anybody to abstain from making known his or her wish to donate for reasons of age, living habits or possible illnesses. The medical services give everyone who registers as a donor a thorough medical examination if he or she should come into question for donation.
For an organ donation to be possible, a person must die and be certified as dead of a total brain infarct while currently being treated in a respirator. In these circumstances the heart is being oxygenated although the person is dead. Only a few of the people who die each year in Sweden, around 300 out of circa 95,000 persons, can be considered as organ donors.
In order to establish death, the doctors make several thorough examinations. Sometimes even the blood vessels in the brain are subjected to contrast x-rays. According to the law, treatment by respirator may be continued for a maximum of 24 hours after death has been established in order to investigate whether or not an organ donation can be considered.
It is the duty of the medical services to find out the deceased person’s point of view and it is always his or her most recently expressed wish that counts. They look for a donor card, search the Donor Register and ask the next-of-kin. When a person’s wishes are unclear then consent is the point of departure, although in that case the next-of-kin have the right of veto.
To avoid a difficult situation for your next-of-kin, in which they have to make a decision on your behalf, you need to make a decision yourself and also to make your decision known.
Source: The Swedish Council for Organ and Tissue Donation (Donationsrådet)