Life After Liver.
From the Inside Out.
New liver. New life.
//Welcome
fasten your seatbelts.
… I’m a fun ride.
Healing and wellness websites for transplant journey’s do not exist. At least not like what I would want to follow.
So I am making one. Welcome!
Before the Transplant
Just over a year ago, my life on earth was limited. Complications from end stage liver disease were taking my life force. Everyday was filled with emotion, longing, pain, heartache and determination. I was putting one foot in front of the other, walking with faith, praying and asking for the grace to accept my appointed time. This is not to say I was ready to die; I was ready to live as is, and would carry on as long as my body would carry me.
In less than a year I felt my life force slipping away, so very frail, holding it together for myself and my children. We had experienced too much loss with the death of my husband and my horrid terminal diagnosis. I could not bear our children to lose another parent.
having fluid drained from my lung…mulitple times…draining.haha.
The Call That Changed Everything
The call that saved my life came January 13, 2025.
After my successful liver transplant in January 2025, I have been adjusting to my new life, rewiring my body and mind, to savour my little victories every day. spirit remains quite intact.
Giving Back & Advocacy
My volunteerism with Trillium Gift of Life Network, Transplant Advocate Association, Canadian Blood Services and of my most impactful work, with UHN Foundation comes naturally to me. Giving back via advocacy, education, time, and of self, fuel my drive to lead a life of purpose.
Increasing rates for organ and tissue donation registration is in my toolbox, https://beadonor.ca/campaign/james-scott-wilson I have been visible asking for support at the municipal level raising awareness and support for April’s National Organ and Tissue Donation Month, April 7th as Green Shirt Day and with Canadian Blood Services National Organ and Tissue Donation Week.
What’s the point of having anything if I can’t share it? My voice, my journey thus far, has become a platform to raise awareness for organ and tissue donation, with success in fronting philanthropic endeavors.I humbly and openly share my journey with all people, featured online and in print, also with social media campaigns.
Each feature is an opportunity to share mine, and our collective transplant realities.
We have each other to lean on, mentor and give of self, to our past, present and future generations of transplant donors and recipients.
We have a zeal and passion for life that keep us going in the darkest of our times, to reveal more light in this current, yet transient life, now better than ever. Our voice can help others.
This is my purpose for creating jamesscottwilson.ca.
Dying sucked. Until a miracle life-saving liver transplant happened for me in January 2025.
I haven’t looked back, full steam ahead.
I continue to look forward to fall into place. What almost killed me reminds me of how resilience, perseverance, determination, drive, will, faith, humour, love and grace will save my life. Always.
I have had help along the way.
I have dealt with unpleasant people and events at times.
I have gossips and cheerleaders,
friends and strangers, become part of my liver transplant journey.
This site is a welcoming place to come home to, share, discuss, fuss, inspire, improve, look for solutions, share wisdom
— James Scott Wilson
keep it moving…
What This Space Holds
Holistic self-care encompasses various complementary and alternative medicine (CAM) practices such as acupuncture, reiki, chiropractic, and massage. Indoor and outdoor fitness includes kayaking, cycling, meditation, and journaling. I routinely incorporate yoga, strength training, a great salon visit, a soothing and much-needed seasonal facial, and healthy cooking as must-dos. Along with multiple outpatient clinic visits, post-transplant people may face postoperative complications and require outpatient interventions. My journey witnesses hopes dashed and renewed as I navigate single parenting and coming back to life. Becoming a UHN Foundation Ambassador, a board member with the Transplant Advocate Association, and a deputy church warden keeps my heart and mind topped up. My intent here is to share. Expect random rants and hoorays, and the emotional physical realities of coming back to life. I confront all the dirty parts not discussed “peri-transplant” (my word), embracing transparency, compassion, and truth. I actively seek out deeper connections, meaning, and constant evolution. I have always felt small talk is a waste of time. I have been on a marathon of survival for so long. Now? I reflect. I know there is more out there. I have lived a life… When it’s time to shut off, I go inward because that’s the safest place for me. Being vulnerable sucks, but secrets are a waste of time.
Doing it all again, everyday. Because I can.
The Next Half of Life
The next half of my life happened when? Well, I’m here now. Doing things. With purpose. Because I can..
I have an idea of
what I want to create.
I have actively and accidentally created my chapters. I have some life defining moments, epic. Some horrid do-overs, and cringey-worthy legends which actually are fact not fiction. You can’t make my life up.
It has been at times, a beautiful disaster.
Writing a book for whom?
Who would read it?
I have shared enough with friends past and present. Some have stayed on the Scotty-coaster.
Others fell off.
For our mutual good.
I am a lot. mostly soft in the middle.
I can be hopelessly average, and full of flaws. I am at a point of shedding what doesn’t fit in my mood and vision board, as the architect of my present and future self.
I take a glance at the past, stay present and look forward to the future.
Life after liver: my ongoing journey. With love, drive, intention, good vibes from inside out.
Scott