 I'm here today, I'm not a politician, or someone to tell you what you should or shouldn't do, but to give you insight into my life and what it's like to be waiting for the moment. I'm waiting for a heart. I've been on a planet on this for just over eight months, but the reality is, the shortest of all things in the UK seems all the problem is yes, a heart is how I start to deteriorate. And in place on the version to this, where I'll be admitted to the hospital until the donor is found, I'll see through this. Three years ago, I was cut down on my plan whilst training in Scotland. I had a huge heart attack that set me fighting for my life, and I had a project to fight those. My life changed forever. I went from being a professional rugby player to being disabled. I found this a bit of a pill to swallow, not only physically, but mentally too. In the two years after this, I started to deteriorate rapidly. To the point where I saw a needed an emergency transplant. At this point, the doctors discovered that I had pulmonary hypertension, between how I was having a transplant for that. I was given two options. One was to live out the rest of my days, which I was told to be less than the other, and the other was to be fit to do it now then, and let them check on their sister parts, which is inside the bag I wear today. This machine helps me to do the work with my heart, and I'm hoping to get through my basic faith today with teams. I believe that this scheme is a true step in the right direction, to helping many people in my position, not only in Wales, but in the whole of the UK. I do have a belief that more needs to be done to raise awareness around this subject that seems to be part to do. Talk to your families, make them aware of your decision. No-one must be in my position, and I think people should be a lot more open minded about open relation. Put yourselves in my shoes. I have the other family and heaven forbid you for any of your family who is an organ, your opinion will change in the city. I spent a lot of time in hospital over the last three years, and I've seen the nation and new needs of life an organ can bring. One man I met, his name is Peter, was a very ill. All he wanted to do was to be able to attend his daughter's wedding. He was lucky enough to receive a donor heart and to attend his daughter's wedding, and is well today. I have also witnessed the utter devastation of another one that passed because an organ could not be found in time. Ian was in my exact position and had an elder and became ill, but unfortunately a donor was not found in time, and he is dead. I witnessed people of all ages, race and sex that are in dirty circumstances, baby. I really hope that we at Wales can lead the way and get people talking about this subject. Hopefully in the next few years I'll be trying to be able to receive a heart so that my children will have a daddy that can continue to embarrass them for many years to come.