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When you look the possibility of imminent death in the eye at any age it changes you. At thirty five I was told I had chronic heart failure and was on the transplant list. The previous week I had been walking the dog five miles a day, and now I was in HDU being told my heart was only managing to work at 14%.

There were no significant warning signs, and so out of the blue my outlook changed. Suddenly my life seemed more vivid as if colour had flooded in seeping into every corner. My thoughts turned to my boys and the thought of them being left motherless, as I had been not much older than them.

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