‘It’s probably just a virus’
I was only two and a half at the time of my illness, so have little recollection of what happened to me. With the help of my parents, I will try and put this into words.
In December 1982, at the age of two and a half, I became unwell. After several visits to my GP my parents were told it was probably just a virus.
By mid-January 1983 I was still unwell. I was taken to my GP twice in two days with a high temperature. The doctor said I was obviously sickening for something and that I had a throat infection. I was prescribed antibiotics. The following day, because of my fever, I had a convulsion and was immediately taken to the closest hospital which was in Wordsley, Stourbridge.
On arrival my parents were told that I was very, very ill. While they were talking with the doctors I developed a rash. They said it was septicaemia and, that night, I nearly died.