Collapsed in a hospital bed, my whole body ached in pain.
‘Stay strong, Mum,’ my daughter Jane said, squeezing my hand tight.
I looked at my other two daughters Zoe, 28, and Ruth, 26, who were smiling reassuringly at me.
In 2012, doctors had told me that I had food poisoning.
But I knew something was seriously wrong.
‘Susan has contracted double pneumonia,’ the doctor announced to my family.
Double pneumonia is a serious infection of both lungs, and can prove fatal.
‘Her body is very weak,’ the doctor said.
‘We are worried that she won’t make it to lunchtime.’
It was 10am.
Distraught and terrified, my family huddled around me.
‘You’ve got to fight,’ my husband David, then 58, willed.
And I sure did.
When midday passed, I sobbed…
