I was rushed into hospital with meningitis on November 5th 1965. It was a crazy time for my parents, especially for my mum, who had already lost another child, my sister, through a congenital heart problem. She told me afterwards how desperately she prayed for me on the 35 min journey to hospital. She talked to me non stop to try and keep me conscious. It was so annoying because all I wanted to do was drift away from the pain in my head. I was in hospital until just before Christmas and 5 lumbar punctures and lots of injections later I was discharged. I had to learn to walk again because my weight loss and muscle wastage meant I was too weak. It took quite a while to regain my strength, but I did and eventually I took up football, rugby and cross country running. The headaches that I got were very debilitating to start with and could cause me to black out. Not a good idea when you are on an intercity train!! However, they stopped after about 4/5 years and life became normal again. I have not looked back going on to be part of a team that won the county cross country championship. I have run a half marathon, worked as a professional musician, been a head teacher and now regularly do Park Runs and take part in triathlons. I even got to swim across the River Humber for charity about 18 months ago. I have a fantastic loving wife, 4 great children and 5 grand children. I have tried to grasp life with both hands having been given a second chance as it were. I would want to encourage all of you both parents and patients to look forward and see that the future can bring so many wonderful and unexpected things. From learning to walk again to running a half marathon, from being too weak to swim to swimming 2.7 miles across one of the most challenging river crossings. There is life after meningitis!!!