I suppose actually in a way I’ve become less religious. I used to go to church a lot. I used to insist that the children went every Sunday from the middle of November right through to Christmas. Otherwise there was no point having Christmas, because it wasn’t just all about presents. And we always went sort of during the Easter period.

But I think that, well, I haven’t been to church.

I think, I mean our local vicar is sweet. And I was very involved in the church when we were in Wiltshire, when [our son] was originally born. And they were great and very supportive and things, and I was very appreciative. And then we came up here and it was sort of a different sort of area. But then, then [another vicar] came about six years ago I suppose. And she was a brilliant, she was a lovely, sweet girl, who is our local vicar. And I was very much sort of churchy and sort of going and all that sort of thing. And she was sweet when [our son] was in Intensive Care and she came to visit and whatever. But we can’t go in the winter now because he gets too cold. And theres only about six people in the congregation anyway, so they don’t heat the church. And I sort of have moved away from it really.

That’s quite fascinating. Because a lot of people that weve spoken to have said they’ve gone the other way around. That because of the Intensive Care experience and, you know, the whole illness experience, and even just stopping and having to think, has made them more religious or more spiritual. So you feel you’ve become less religious or less going to church but would you say your beliefs are still the same?

No, I think my beliefs are less. I believe that if you’re a good Christian, I don’t believe in'[dog interupts]. What do I believe? I don’t like to say I don’t believe in God because, just in case. But I don’t believe hes a big lovely man with a big grey beard like I used to. I believe there is something there, but I don’t quite know what it is. But I think that being a true Christian is far more about doing things for other people and much more how you lead your life than going to church every Sunday. Years ago I did go to church every Sunday in [place name] as I said before. And on Monday morning I was going across the road to post a letter. And this poor lady fell off the pavement, and I rushed to pick her up and sort her out. And three people who’d been sitting in front of me in church the day before ignored her. To me, they are not true Christians.

And my mother is a true Christian, and she hardly ever goes to church. My father’s a true Christian, and he goes to church three times a week. So I don’t think it’s about bums on seats. And I think if there is a big beardy chap up there, then I think he knows who’s good and who isn’t good.

It’s very, very difficult because I’m quite an independent person. And, you know, when you have a baby you expect to sit there and feed them and you expect to do this, that and the other, and it’s kind of human nature.

We do resent it and we do, you know, you have your low moments. And we kind of allow ourselves to have a really good moan and we say, ‘It’s not bloody fair’ and, you know, ‘Why us?’ And you know, sometimes I’ll be a bit down and [my husband] will be fine and hell sort of say, ‘Now, come along’ you know. Or hell let me have a really good grouse and then I’ll get over it. Or vice versa. He can be a bit sort of grumpy for a day or something…

Yes, so we tend to sort of, we do work as a team.

He was on HDU, we moved there just before Christmas, and he didn’t come out, I think we didn’t come out until, it was 28th January. So he was on HDU for a month.

But it was quite a battle keeping him there, because the nurses could see how much better hed got. And they kept saying, ‘Oh, he doesn’t need, you know, he should be on a public ward. And we fought tooth and nail to keep him in a room. And I kept playing the MRSA thing and I said, ‘Well, you don’t want to spread it round the hospital, do you? You know, it could spread, it could spread. You know, you never know. And so they did say that if we went onto a public ward we could, you know, have a room. But he would still have been with a nurse who was looking after probably three or four other children. And he does actually need, you know, 24-hour, not someone sitting beside him, but he needs 24-hour awareness. I mean if he shouted now, I’d be off like a shot. So, you know, hes quite high-maintenance. And people don’t actually, you can sort of say, ‘Oh, hes very high-maintenance and they say, ‘Oh, yes, of course he is. But it’s not actually until you’re with him for a day that you do see, you know, ‘Can you move my arm? Can you scratch my nose? Put my arm a little bit higher?’ you know, that sort of thing. But it was a very, very, hugely traumatic time.

We stayed in [name], which is a, I don’t know if many children’s hospitals have one, but it’s a house that’s actually sort of, it’s a unit in the grounds of the hospital. And they try and make it as much like a home-home. We stayed there. And you’re sort of on call.

So we didn’t have Christmas, well, we did have Christmas 2003. Because my mother was very sweet and said, she took [my other two children] home, because it was the school holidays. They went back and saw grandpa. And my oldest son came up for Christmas. And we always spend it here, very traditional, you know, sort of turkey and all the trimmings and everything. And she said that shed do it at her place and then bring them over to visit in the evening. And [my husband] absolutely insisted, no, we were going to have, [our son] was going to make it over from the ward. And my mother was made to bring the turkey over on Christmas Eve. And [my husband] took over the kitchen in the [hospital accommodation] and he did a full-blown, fabulous Christmas dinner. And everybody said, who was sort of staying there, we had a few people join us and things, and the staff all said that it was the first time any family had actually cooked a proper Christmas meal at the [hospital accommodation]. Which, you know, we were determined to keep it as normal as possible for the others.

It knocked him back enormously. Beforehand he was a lot stronger. Hes been a lot weaker since having this, hes been left with, his left lung doesn’t work particularly well now. Hes on oxygen overnight. Which he never had before. Every night. And he has oxygen during the day. Hes certainly got worse. When he first came out of hospital he was very, very weak.

We get, [the carer] comes in school days 7.30 till 8.30 in the morning. Gets him up, gets him dressed. And then she or somebody else will come back at 5 till 7 in the evening. Which, they feed him and bath him and put him into his pyjamas. And one reason we do this is because hes 13 and he still has to wear pads. And so it kind of gives him a bit of privacy. Because being 13, he needs his privacy. And I mean I do change him. I do everything for him. [My husband] doesn’t as a matter of principle. You know, I mean if I’m not here, then, and he needs changing, [my husband] will do it. But as a matter of course he doesn’t. And that’s kind of an unwritten agreement. But he will take forty-five minutes to eat a meal.