Nicole was given IV treatment to be on the safe side, for meningitis, given her sister also had it.
It was roughly only a few hours later, late afternoon, 4ish (from memory) when Nicole started to rapidly deteriorate. She started hallucinating, didn't know where she was, couldn't see properly and was reaching for my face in panic...her skin started to turn purple and rashy right before my own two eyes. The septicaemia was taking over her body and I could see it happening. Nicole was surrounded by doctors, specialists etc etc. It all happened so quickly.
It was at this point we were taken away and told she would need to be moved to Yorkhill kids' hospital ICU unit. We were to expect the worst. My heart sank. We were floored, both her daddy and I. Our little princess might not make it. To be told this, when we all should have been at home caring for our little Miah, helping her recover. We were scared.
Nicole could not be moved until she was stable. She was hooked up to a million different machines and had IV drips in every limb. She looked in pain. Once she was stable, as she had fluid on the chest, the ICU team took her in an ambulance to the kids' hospital. We were not allowed in the ambulance with her. They needed anaesthetists and their ICU team just in case she needed ventilated in an emergency on the way between hospitals.