There was no alternative other than for my parents to agree to switch off Anne’s life support. She had passed away after all and nothing else could be done.
I spent a little time with Anne after the life support had been switched off, with her face covered up by a blanket, to say my goodbyes. My parents wouldn’t allow me to see her for the last time like that…
One of the doctors told my parents he’d only ever seen three cases of septicaemia like Anne’s, given that there was no obvious site of infection. She had eczema therefore we can only assume that the infection made its way into her blood through her having scratched her eczema.
I would say there is a lack of awareness about septicaemia, not only in members of the public but also within the medical profession. A number of days passed when Anne was critically ill without the doctors being able to diagnose her condition. Perhaps if she had been diagnosed sooner and given antibiotics earlier the outcome would have been so different.
Anne was not only my sister but my best friend too. We were inseparable and shared so much growing up. There is still not a day that goes by when I don’t think of her and wish she could still be here.
It helps me to cope with Anne’s death to fundraise for Meningitis Research Foundation in her memory and turn the sadness and negativity into something positive which will help others. Helping others means that Anne’s tragic death wasn’t in vain.
I am running the Great North Run for the MRF in September 2012 and hope to run the London Marathon in April 2013.