On 5 May 2011, we lost our beautiful, loving, kind, generous, happy son, Dan, to meningococcal septicaemia. I cannot go through the whole start to finish as it is very painful and is worse than our worst nightmare come true.
The early symptoms were that he had were pains in legs, sickness, very high temperature, talking gibberish and sleepy.
I took him to the hospital and they sent me home diagnosing him with viral tonsillitis. The next morning only hours after being sent home he had a dreadful rash and was unconscious. Dan was rushed to the hospital and the doctor told us our son was very sick. He was transferred to Evelina Children's PICU, and what seemed like ages but was only a matter of hour or so we watched our son lose his battle with this terrible illness.