Two weeks after she was pronounced a dead woman walking, Tracey Slatter opened her eyes, breathed through her new lungs and knew at once she had a letter to write. She had reached the end stages of a terminal disease only to be saved by the donation of lungs from a woman she knew little about, but who in death had literally breathed life into somebody else. They said, 'You've got our sister's lungs'. We were all pretty emotional. Tracey Slatter, lung transplant patient. So when she arrived home in Gladstone, Mrs Slatter penned a letter. She wrote another at three months, another at six months, another on the first anniversary of her operation and letters at Christmas and Easter....
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