We left for home (London at the time) on the Sunday and had another disturbed night. I felt something was wrong and I took him to my GP. She couldn't see much wrong with him but as I was so concerned she said we would go for a precautionary blood test at our local hospital. God bless her.
When the blood test result was given to me by two paramedics, who ushered me straight to a waiting ambulance and blue lighted us to St Marys, Paddington, I knew something was badly wrong. Django had meningitis.
He spent two days in isolation with me in a comatose state and then - despite all my worst fears - bravely fought it off. He is now a gorgeous 14 year old with just some minor hearing loss to show for the experience. Parents - follow your instinct! St Mary's tell me that they would rather see over-zealous parents any day than have to deal with fully developed meningitis, when it is often too late.