Ever since my teens I’ve hated Christmas, but last year something happened which made me change my mind. On 20th December, my teenage son was struck down by bacterial meningitis. No rash, no stiff neck. He’d been off school the day before but we all thought it was just a nasty cold.
William Cook
My surreal Christmas in hospital with a dangerously ill child
Doctors and nurses in fancy dress felt like a percious link with normal life outside as my teenage son fought bacterial meningitis

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