Dorothy Owens

Second Chances

It’s a strange feeling to have had someone touch your heart – physically touch it, I mean. It leaves you feeling vulnerable, violated and the imprint of fingerprints never fade away from memory. Yes, I’m talking from personal experience, although I wish I weren’t. Heart surgery is no walk in the park. I’d been under the Cardiology knife before, but this time was different; at the grandiose age of 38, I was given a new heart and a new start in life. Here I was, Robert Sanders, of Windsor, Berkshire - the luckiest man on earth – but Jesus! To look at me, you wouldn’t know it!