The Virus

Our world is falling apart and we can't stop it.  We can't control it.

Hunter would get better, I told myself.  We would live in Starship for a few weeks or maybe a month but pretty soon it'd all be behind us and we would be able to show Hunter the photos we'd taken when he was older.  We'd tell him how sick he was but that he fought for Mummy and Daddy and got better.

Another night with one hours sleep.  

The morning of 20 May Hunter was chewing on the tube in his mouth.  "Is he hungry?" I asked his nurse.  No, he wasn't hungry.   He was having seizures and was booked in for another CT Scan.

Mathew and I overheard someone say that there was no bleeding on his brain but that the brain looked "abnormal".  Abnormal?  Abnormal how?  Abnormal why?  

We asked questions of our doctor but he couldn't give us an answer yet, he needed the specialist to read the scan.  Right now, he told us, we need to focus on his liver.

Around mid day we were told his Kidneys were failing.  

They also knew the cause of his illness.  The HSV Virus.  The cold sore virus.