So we went through quite a long journey there. I remember the first time, when he was told that, in terms of blood group, he has the matching and … it was very difficult for Johnny, and it was very, very difficult for me as well. I almost … I almost fainted….

And then, afterwards, Johnny had to go through a lot of testing. And I wanted all the time to delay the decision, in case someone will come potentially with the same blood group, and with a fit liver. I had a false alarm at one stage, because I was called in very early in the morning, and it was all the preparation, and then was told that the liver was too fatty, it wasn’t appropriate. I really appreciated that the doctor took this decision not to implant – not to transplant – with the wrong liver. At one stage, Johnny decided that he doesn’t want to wait for too long, and he wants to get on with that because it’s otherwise all the time hanging above his head.

For me, it was very, very difficult. I asked the doctor to sedate me a bit when Johnny went in, because he went in to the operating theatre three hours before me. And I was very, very nervous and upset. And then I went in, and my operation was very long – twelve and a half hours. And my liver was really, as we say, kaput. It was really finished. So I was lucky that Johnny was insistent that we’re going to do it then and not delaying it by a few more months, because apparently I was about two to three months away from death.