I got my liver transplant in September 2007 after a 3-year wait. Both my husband and my daughter wanted to donate part of their liver. But my husband's liver did not match. And I stopped my daughter from trying because it was her final year in university and I did not want her to go through the pain. So I waited, relying on medication to control my condition. Things were difficult. My condition worsened, forcing me to stop work. I got tired easily and grew disillusioned. I even had trouble controlling my bowel movements. My state of mind was worst right before my transplant. I wanted to give up hope, but I had three wishes: To see my daughter graduate and get married. To be able to go back to work and focus on my career. And to fulfil my religious obligations to Mecca. The success of my operation meant that I had a new lease of life. The greatest joy was that one of my wishes was fulfilled. I saw my daughter get married. In fact, her wedding was just 10 days after my discharge. The occasion was all the more special as she is my only child. Before the transplant, I was weak and disillusioned. Now, I'm looking forward to living the rest of my life with my loved ones.