In August 2017 our 9 month old baby girl became critically ill with pneumococcal meningitis and septicaemia.
She was breaking her first tooth at the time so what we originally put down to being a bit out of sorts a day or two before soon took a serious and terrifying turn.
I took her to A and E when her symptoms escalated; temperature, vomiting, mottled skin, fast breathing, lethargic... classic red flag signs. However, we were sent home with antibiotics for a suspected ear infection. I was surprised but reassured that with having medication she would soon be on the mend either way.
At home over the coming hours her temperature continued to soar into the 40.0s and she’d stopped eating and drinking entirely, let alone take those necessary antibiotics. All she wanted to do was sleep. I could no longer encourage any normal response from her, she wouldn’t be held or comforted in any way. When I tried she made a sad little cry almost like a kitten mew. I’d never heard a sound like that from her before.