WHEN I first heard the reports of a 'racially biased' organ transplant, I listened in disbelief, but, unfortunately, as I have followed this subject along, it appears not to be an uncommon occurrence.

I just cannot comprehend that, at perhaps the most emotional and upsetting moments in their lives, people still have an 'ability' to uphold racist or religious prejudices.

My daughter was chronically ill with whooping cough as a tiny baby and doctors did not expect her to live. Somewhere down the line, we were told she would need a blood transfusion.

The only thought on my mind was the hope that it would work and help my little girl to live. Not once did I ask for the hospital to check the ethnic origin or religious beliefs of the donor.

I will be eternally grateful to the 'mystery' blood donor who played a vital role in Robyn's recovery.

Frankly, I was in such a distraught frame of mine that, if the donor had been from Mars with three heads and green skin, as long as the blood was suitable, that would have been all that mattered.

So, come on, all you people who think its okay to specify the particular 'type' of recipient you could like to have for your organs, you possess the kindness to have the donor card in the first place; surely, the knowledge that you could prolong a life is the most valuable gift you could give.

Imagine your children to be in need of a donor. Would race or religion matter to you then?

WENDY PATTERSON, Queen Street, Darwen.

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