On the 1st March 2015 my 5 month old little boy duke sadly passed away in my arms after fighting meningicoccal septicimia type B for 16 hours.
Duke was fine the day before he was his usual happy self gurgling away , we did are normal day to day stuff and up until about tea time where he started to seem wingey , i wasn't concerned as he was his happy self despite being wingey.
Around 9.40pm i suddenly noticed a rash all over his body and called an ambulance , they rushed him to hospital with his dad as I had my little girl at home too , mark then phoned me around 10 minutes later saying the doctors want you here it's not good. I went into complete panick. I arrived and in the early hours of Sunday myself , mark and duke were transferred to manchesters Intensive care unit.
It was a total nightmare coming true , I couldn't believe how something could take over his body so fast.
He was hooked up to all sorts and was covered in this rash he was purple , I couldn't leave his side.
I wasn't keeping track of time by this point so I can't remember what time it was.
A few hours went by and then it all took a turn for the worst and he went into cardiac arrest. All in all duke had 5 cardiac arrests the 4th one being over 30 minutes long , so if he did have any chance of survival he would have been 100% brain damaged which is heartbreaking.
Around early tea time , his heart rate was slowly dropping and there wasn't much more they could do to help as they tried everything so they asked me if I agreed to stop. I froze dropping to the floor , I couldn't stand up .. the nurses placed duke onto me where I cuddled him and he slowly slipped away.
Not a minute goes by where I don't think of my perfect baby boy duke.
I kick myself thinking why didn't I notice anything was wrong but he seemed himself and the rash stroke upon him so fast.