Lessons learnt from crying

There are no words to describe the feeling in my stomach when receiving a call from my mum telling me that my little brother Marco, who was 5 years old at the time, had been admitted to hospital with suspected meningitis.

My mum, sister and brother were at a camp site in Yeovil. Marco suddenly got a dangerous temperature and luckily as my family were with the church, a member of the group was a surgeon and made a very quick decision that Marco should go straight to A&E.

I dropped everything and got a train to Yeovil, it looked like my brother had lost 3kg in the space of a few days. The doctors where needing to do a second attempt at a lumbar puncture and my mum had been waiting for my arrival as she couldn’t bare to go through it again.

I have never been so proud of the boss man, there were such an array of emotions going through my head as I held him and the nurses put the biggest needle I have ever seen in my life into his back. It felt like a lifetime. Finally after some time the cerebrospinal fluid filled the doctors vial. 

The doctor was amazing although she could have waited for the results of the lumbar analysis she decided to treat Marco with the Anti-biotics straight away and said she’d rather be safe then sorry.

After 2 weeks and half in hospital my brother was dicharged from hospital, he was very weak but was very blessed to be back in perfect health after a month or so. 

This whole period of him being ill meant I had not paid any attention what so ever to the business and as the EURO’s where in full swing I really needed to get my act together. 

My brother and sister are a huge part of my life and I’m blessed to have been given such a big age gap between us, it feels as if I have had some “young father” experience already that I’m sure will come in handy to me in the future. TBH I don’t feel like I’ll want kids until my sister turns 18. So there is LIFETIME to go.

Especially because by then I will have the money to have done the research to have invented a way to keep her as a 17 year old, for ever. 

Looking back to when Marco was in hospital I had to look after my sister and stay with her at a hotel whilst my mum was bedside to marco. We took some cute pictures:

I never used to have a particular charity that I wanted to support, obviously all of them are doing great things. Now the Meningitis Research Foundation is were my heart lies. 

Big up all the doctors and nurses that helped my brother, and the millions of other people each year. 

You are all amazing. x