Ryan, who was three and a half, had woken us at 5am; he was burning up but that was nothing unusual for Ry, he always had something!
But with a two-week-old baby in the house I thought best to get him checked out. We went to the doctors at about 11am and I was told it was a virus.
By 4pm he was no better, even hotter and had been sick, he was just laying about. He wanted the toilet but when he got up he collapsed into a heap on the lounge floor so I grabbed the potty. It was when I took his pants down that I found the rash. What seemed like hours was seconds, but I didn't even do the tumbler test - I knew straight away.
I phoned the surgery and my mother-in-law (as I do not drive) and we took him straight down. The doctor told me he suspected meningitis and gave him an injection straight away and called for a blue light. My mother-in-law and I waited with Ryan in silence. My mum stayed with our baby Liam to look after him.
On the way to hospital in the ambulance the rash was developing all over him in front of my eyes - I must have started to panic as the guys in the ambulance gave both Ryan and I oxygen.
They took him straight into resus and what seemed like loads of people starting working on him. I sat with him holding his tiny hand while they did the lumbar puncture, talking to him and reassuring him the whole time; I doubt he could hear me, he was completely out of it by then.