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Alex Simpson
On 13th January 2011, our
lives were changed forever. My lovely son Alex passed away. Alex was 3
weeks off his nineteenth birthday.
He was a typical teenage lad, liked nights out with
his friends and spent a lot of time with his girlfriend of almost 3
years, Jodie.
He had been
to work that day and the gym before meeting up with Jodie and they spent
the night at our house - which was very unusual as Jodie didn’t normally
stop on a work night. They went to bed after watching TV.
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Ben Daniels
Ben was passionate about sport. Cricket,
football and tennis were his mainstays, playing for Old Elthamians CC,
Ravens Wood School, Ex Blues FC, and Bromley Tennis Club. He also had a
wonderful love of music and played the guitar.
Most recently he had embarked on the pathway
to be a sports coach, becoming a Young Leader in Cricket with plans to
do his Level 1 coaching qualification. Ben represented Old Elthamians CC
in every age group and every senior team bar the 1st XI.
For his school Ben helped his cricket team
win the U14 Schools Kent Cup for the first time ever. He was immensely
proud of being part of this team and what it achieved.
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Craig Burling
My son
Craig was 23 years old when he was taken away from us on the 23rd August
2011. We are left totally heartbroken and to keep asking the question
"Why?".
On Monday
22nd August, Craig came home from work at five o'clock as he normally
did, but this particular day he was absolutely buzzing. He had just been
to the travel agents and booked a holiday with his girlfriend Sarah; he
was telling me about where they had booked to go and asked me if I would
look on the Internet to check the trains to Manchester Airport. I said I
would and he then said, "Well I had better get ready to go to football".
He played six-a-side football every Monday - he loved his footie and he
had been playing from the age of five. He got his footie kit on and
shouted to me "See you later Ma!".
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Pete Hinchliffe
I would like to tell you about my brother
Pete.
Pete was 33 when he died on the 11th of
September 2010. Pete died at the roadside after getting off his bike,
presumably as he felt unwell. A couple of bystanders started CPR and
called for an Ambulance. His good friend Danny, who he was going to
meet for a bike ride, rode past and witnessed the scene unfolding. He
phoned my parents and they rushed to the hospital, but unfortunately
Pete had died.
Pete died doing what he loved. He had been a
semi-professional road cyclist competing locally as well as at a
National level and had spent time in Belgium cycling.
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Tom Wall
On the 31st August 2011
my friend, Tom Wall, collapsed whilst playing football with mates. He
suffered from Arrhythmogenic Right Ventricular Cardiomyopathy (ARVC) and
although everything possible was done by those with him and paramedics,
he sadly passed away.
The day before he had
returned from a camping trip in Cornwall with friends and family and did
not waste any time before getting straight back on Xbox.
We had a great time
playing on FIFA 11 and Call of Duty Black Ops – two of his favourite
games. We spoke over the Xbox about many things ranging from games in
progress to his much higher levels than myself in many games - a bit of
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Josh Fell
On the 9th June 2011 our beautiful 15 year old
son Josh Fell went out to play football with his friends on the local
school field. That
was the last time we saw him alive.
He passed away
from SADS
on the school field after feeling tired and dizzy after
playing football. He had only been 15 for 5 weeks.
Josh had gone out as normal to play football with his
friends on the 9th June. After spending some time on his PS3, he had a
phone call asking him to go out to play football. I remember he
came down stairs and asked me for some money to go to the shop; I gave
him some money, ruffled his hair and told him to get a haircut as it was
getting long.
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Sarah Booth
In June
2010 my wife Ita and myself celebrated our 25th Wedding
Anniversary with a long weekend in the beautiful City of Rome.
While there we reflected on how sweet our life was and how fortunate we
were to have three lovely children in Claire (19), Owen (16) and Sarah
(15). However in the weekend following our return from Rome our perfect
existence was to be torn apart.
In the early hours of Sunday morning the 20th
of June a Police Sergeant called at our door with the news that our
beautiful daughter, Sarah was being rushed by ambulance to the Ulster
Hospital. She uttered the chilling words “your daughter has a very
faint pulse but there are no respiratory signs”. Sarah had gone
out that sunny Saturday afternoon to shop with...
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Steffani Broughton
My name is Ian Broughton and I
live in a small town called Beith in Ayrshire. I’m married to Irene, have three
children, Siobhan, Scott and Steffani and a granddaughter called Taylor. CRY came into our
lives following the death of our 17 year old daughter Steffani. She died in her
sleep on the 2nd September 2007.
It
was the saddest, most traumatic day that we could ever imagine. It changed our
world forever. How do you ever start to comprehend how a healthy young person
who has everything in life to look forward to goes to bed at night and by the
morning they are gone?
Steffani was a kind,
caring, loving girl who always went out of her way to help others...
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Lyndon Cook
On October 29th
2010 our beloved son Lyndon Cook went to bed and didn’t wake up; he was
only 29 years old.
He died from a
heart attack caused by Coronary Heart Disease that he never knew he
had. He was a healthy young man who ate healthily and rarely drank
alcohol. He was so proud to have lost 2½ stone shortly before his
death.
He was a polite,
friendly and a well-mannered young man and was loved by everyone who had
the privilege of knowing him. He was quiet with people he did not know
well, but with his friends and family he was well known for his
affectionate laughter and one-liner jokes.
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Peter Elliott
On May 23rd 2010 we very
suddenly lost our cousin Peter Elliott. Peter was a healthy 21 year old,
even though he had cerebral palsy. He never let this hold him back or
get in his way and it did not contribute to his death.
Peter's life was short
but he packed in a lot of what he wanted to do - especially with his
love for music, by forever going to concerts and festivals.
None of our family had
ever heard of Sudden Adult Death Syndrome prior to Peter's death.
Peter had absolutely no symptoms, the doctors explained it was "like a
light going out" - which to the family is the only comfort to his death:
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Ibrahim Bash-Taqi
The sudden death of my amazing 17 year old son
Ibrahim Bash-Taqi ('Ditto' to us and 'Cruzer' to his Facebook pals)
feels like having a rug on which I was standing firmly, pulled suddenly
from under my feet.
The
pain is sharp and the thudding does not subside.
I had
him when I was only 23 years old - straight out of university and I had
never been so sure of any decision in my life. I wanted this child.
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Connor Huett
This is my
brother, Connor. He was born on October 20th, 1992, when I was aged 4 ½.
From early on in my brother's life my parents knew that something was
wrong. Connor wouldn't give them eye contact and he would hardly ever
cry. At first the thought was that he could be deaf, but that was soon
ruled out.
At 5 years old, Connor
was diagnosed with Aspergers syndrome (a form of autism), which would
eventually go on to become full blown autism and severe learning
difficulties. I love my brother, as my parents do, more than is
imaginable, but growing up with him could be a complete nightmare at
times. Autism is difficult to fully understand and I don't believe
anyone can really know what it is unless they've known someone who
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Harry Edward Redfearn
Tuesday 19th October 2010 was the happiest day
of my life. After five years of trying for a baby and having IVF with
ICSI we were blessed with Harry, a bundle of joy weighing in at 6lbs and
6 ounces. From the minute he was born he was making strange grunting
noises which, as first time parents, we had no idea what they were – we
just thought he was trying to tell us something. We weren’t wrong.
Twelve
hours later Harry was taken upstairs to the special care baby unit with
poor feeding, hypoglycaemia and respiratory distress. An echo
cardiogram was carried out on Harry the next day and we received the
devastating news that he had severe obstructive hypertrophic
cardiomyopathy – a condition that is incurable in newborns.
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Alan Porter
Alan was a lovely person. He had a
happy childhood, always out with his friends having fun - and some
mischief - as lads do. His friend Robert was mad on fishing and
Alan soon followed in his footsteps, spending his pocket money on
fishing gear. They had me dropping them off at different ponds and
parts of the canal, then picking them up later.
Alan left school and went to college to do a
two year Media course and did Saturdays in our family business - which
is a Motor Factors. After one year I think he finally got fed up
with having to get up really early to make the long journey to college
on two buses. So, Alan came into the family business in our shop.
His duties were serving customers, stocking up and ordering parts.
He had a memory like computer...
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Rhian Nadine Fry
The East Sussex &
Kent Courier's headlines on 8th February 2001 read; "Tragic
death of Rhian, 17" The headteacher of TWGGS - Rhian's school -
described her in the newspaper as “the loveliest of girls”. She was our
daughter and would have been eighteen on 19th February – just
ten days later – and celebrating a joint party with her friend, Emily.
Rhian collapsed suddenly
after an English lesson in front of pupils and teachers. Attempts by
staff to resuscitate her failed and she was taken to the Kent & Sussex
hospital in cardiac arrest where paramedics continued CPR. She died
whilst my husband and I were driving back from Eastbourne to meet her
and her brother from the bus stop to take them home. The pathology
report states the reason being cardiac arrhythmia.
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Marc Howe
My name is Liz Hodgson and I live in
Oxfordshire. My son, Marc Howe, died suddenly on the 19th June 2010, age
21. This is my story. I have read the other published stories and it has
helped me to deal with, and come to terms with, the fact that sudden
death happens without warning.
Our son Marc was
diagnosed with Ebstein's Anomaly and an enlarged aorta at the age of 2, when our GP noticed an
unusual heart beat. He was put on medication and monitored twice a year
until he was 16 and then once a year as he had no changes or symptoms.
Because he was a large child and grew to be a 6'5" adult - and had an
enlarged aorta - he was also monitored in case he had Marfans Syndrome,
though he had no other classic symptoms.
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Deborah Louise Rendle
My daughter Deborah Louise (Debbie) was the eldest of
the family, our other children Michael and Martin, were both devastated
at her death.
To me Debbie was not only
a wonderful mother to her three children, she was also my best friend
and confidante. Debbie lived in the same village as me and every day
without fail she would call in on her way to the village school,
dropping off the youngest (Samuel) who was only 14 months old when she
died.
The morning of Monday 5th
February 2007 was no different from any other day...
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David Keirl
I
don’t really know where to start as words don’t really do justice to
fully describe David to you. David was my brother-in-law - Marc, my
husband, was the eldest.
We lost
David on 26th September 2008 to SADS and it was the day our
lives changed forever. David had been to work on a normal late shift at
Bishop Auckland hospital and had come in, had a shower and just said he
was feeling a bit funny. He then just collapsed and we lost David
that night despite the emergency services doing all they could to
revive him.
Shock is an
understatement really as we all tried to come to terms with what had
happened. There were no signs at all - David was a fit, healthy
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Dave Williams
My name is Joe Kettle and I would like to share my story with you.
On the
evening of 13th December 2005, my best friend Dave Williams aged 16
returned home from a kick boxing session. He told his mother that he had
overdone it and his heart rate was just taking a while to get back to
normal. Little did anyone know that it would be the last time anyone saw
him alive.
Dave
was a cheerful and giving person who always did his best to put other
people’s happiness before himself; he always stuck up for what he
believed in. He was a caring man who didn’t like to show emotion as he
thought this would make other people upset.
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Sarah Didinal
My close friend, Sarah Didinal, died suddenly in her
sleep on June 2nd 2009. She was a fit and healthy 37-year-old who lived life
to the full. She left her partner Andy and their three small sons.
Sarah and I met in Bondi
Beach, Australia, in August 1997, when we were both backpacking around
the world. I remember almost the exact date as it was just before
Princess Diana was killed in the Paris car crash. The tragedy seemed to
unite all the Brits abroad there at the time.
But it wasn’t just that
‘Brit bonding’ which helped start our friendship. We, like a lot of
other backpackers at the hostel that night had had a few ‘Stanleys’ –
the name of a cheap wine popular among penny-pinching travellers – and
got talking about our lives back home.
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Hannah Taylor
Maureen wanted something said
for our granddaughter Hannah and, difficult though it is for me at this
time, I know that I want to be the mouthpiece of both of our thoughts.
Where to begin
but at the beginning.
It seems as though Hannah has fought against
the odds all of her life. When she was born - a mere scrap at little
over 4lbs - she was all legs and feet (in fact when her uncle Clive
first saw her at the hospital he called her ‘Skippy’).
Looking back she was like a leggy foal who
turned into a beautiful thoroughbred. An apt description of her
considering her lifelong passion for horses.
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Adam Donnelly
Our 17 year old son Adam died suddenly on 30th
July 2004. That is the day my life changed forever.
We were on holiday in
Cyprus with a group of friends – the day had started normally with
breakfast and then down to the pool where we sat chatting for a while.
My husband Jed, daughter Sian and I decided we wanted to go snorkelling
in a lovely bay about 10 minutes walk away but Adam decided he would
prefer to stay behind. Just before we’d left, I and another friend
had been discussing teenage boys and how they can be with their mums – I
said that Adam was always up for a kiss and hug – I’d given him a big
kiss on the cheek and said “I love you” – he replied with his usual
embarrassed “get off me!” but was smiling all the same! That was the
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Kerry-Anne Offord
Kerry-Anne was a special
daughter, caring sister, devoted girlfriend and beloved friend.
Kerry-Anne was the girl of my dreams. I had
many a time sat back and thought to myself just how perfect life had
turned out and how lucky I had been to have found Kerry-Anne - she was
the complete package and ticked all the boxes. She was beautiful,
affectionate, caring, thoughtful, exuberant, and had a fantastic
dry humour and wit about her – though first
and foremost she reciprocated my love.
Kerry-Anne was an extremely happy person and
had a special radiance about her which touched all who were fortunate
enough to have met her. We first met 10 years ago through numerous
summer days out we had spent at country shows with mutual friends.
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Tom Morgan
Tom was 30 when
he passed away on 15th June 2009.
My phone was ringing at
5.30am that morning. Panic set in, it had to be bad news. It was my Dad
telling me that my brother had passed away. Disbelief set in. He was 30.
He had gone to bed on the Sunday night and didn't have any complaints of
feeling unwell, but when my stepdad was trying to wake him up he was
just laying on his bed, fully clothed (as he quite often would) shoes on
also. He had just laid on the bed.
The phone call was the
worst thing. I live 300 miles away so I felt useless. That day passed in
a blur. I went to the family the next morning.
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James Byers
My name is Teresa Byers, I am the mother of four boys, with a broken
heart.
On 9th February 2000 our world came tumbling down. Our 3rd son
James, who was being treated for Wolf Parkinson White, dropped dead in
school at the age of 7.
The teachers worked non-stop to revive him until the medics came and
they took over working on him to bring him back.
The sad thing is he did
not want to come back, his heart stopped suddenly as if someone switched
off a light and they never got any rhythm from shocking him or
resuscitation.
He was taken to casualty and they continued working on him throughout
the journey and in hospital. I was at work when I got the message he had
taken ill, but mum's seem to know - well I did. He wasn't sick, he
was gone, I could feel it through my whole body.
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Nicholas Thomas
I was in a deep sleep and somewhere in my dream I could
hear a phone ringing. It took a while for me to comprehend it was the
bedside phone. The clock on the bed side table said 2:00am. As
soon as I picked up the phone I heard my brother’s trembling voice
saying “He has gone”.
It has
always worried me that I never asked him who he was talking about and
how I instantly knew who he was referring to. He was unable to give any
details.
Our son
Nicholas died suddenly at the wheel of his
car while waiting for the
traffic lights to change on the 13th January 2005 at 10:00pm.
Nicholas was 25 and the eldest of our two children. His sister Natasha
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Kyle Thompson
My darling grandson, Kyle, died suddenly and
unexpectedly on the 15th April 2008 just four days before his 14th
birthday on the 19th April 2008. Kyle collapsed while playing out in a
children’s park just in front of his mother’s home (on a very steep hill
near Sowerby Bridge, Halifax).
Kyle’s mother, my only child Sarah, and Kyle, my only
grandchild, had just been living back together for one year. Due to
unforeseen circumstances Kyle had been living with my partner Julian and
I from being 6 years old up until the age of 12 when he returned to live
with his mother.
My daughter and her partner rang us on Tuesday 15th
April to say they were in an ambulance on the way to the hospital and
that Kyle had collapsed earlier in the park.
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Sarah Anne Bennett
Our beautiful, vivacious
daughter Sarah, whom we cherished and adored, was born on 10th
October 1987. She was born breach and four weeks early when my waters
broke. We took her home a week later and that night had the worst storms
in years.
Sarah celebrated her 22nd
birthday in October. She was a legal secretary and had just started a
new job in London after being out of work for a year.
Sarah was a very happy
child, always laughing and smiling and we called her “Angel”. She loved
primary school where she excelled and was a very popular girl with the
other children and teachers. more
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Paul Mulford
BETWEEN THOSE
SMILES
The look of mischief
The smile disguising the next naughty move
The unread tale:
Books, cuddles.... too boring!
You understood: life was for living, exploring.
You rushed at life, running first, never walking.
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Paul Roy
My name is Sammie and we've recently lost our brother, Paul. Paul
tragically died on Wednesday 7th October 2009 at the age of 26 years
old.
It was a terrible loss for our family and
friends. He was a well loved lad with a great future ahead of him.
After reading many entries on your site, we
too are going through the same process of bereavement. However,
although many feelings are similar, there are many which simply cannot
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James Johnsen
We had no idea that
James would leave us at such an early age. He had gone out Christmas
shopping to Newcastle with his brother Leon and planned to meet up with
friends in a bar later in the afternoon.
When James arrived he
ordered a drink but told his brother he was feeling dizzy and began to
make his way outside. Leon followed him to ask if he was alright and in
that brief moment James collapsed in his arms showing signs of a heart
attack.
Paramedics arrived
within a few short minutes but it was too late and James was announced
dead on arrival at the hospital.
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Matthew Bailey
It was a Monday towards the end of September 2004,
our W.I. evening. We had a speaker coming who used to live locally, but
who had moved to Edinburgh and was coming all the way down to be with
us. Consequently, we were making it a “special evening”, and I was busy
preparing my share of the food. The telephone rang. “May I borrow
your car, please?”
“Well, yes, Paul, if your
need is greater than mine.”
It
transpired that Paul, my son-in-law and a farmer, had taken a call on
his mobile from Woodruffe School, to say that Matthew, his eldest son,
had had an accident and had been airlifted to the Devon and Exeter
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Martyn Luckett
Our youngest son Martyn went to live with
his sister in Swindon, whilst we lived in North Devon. He was 19 years
old and one of three children - Nick was the eldest, Charlotte the
middle (and only daughter) and Martyn.
The elder two knew exactly what they wanted
to do, though Martyn did not know and was different - but he was still
my baby!
Martyn had been living with Charlotte for
four months. They got along very well but he decided that he
missed his friends back home and wanted to move back. He had
returned from a week's holiday to Swindon, and on the Saturday he and
Charlotte did a Fun Run for the neighbours' children's school.
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Ricky Stevens & Jason Small
It
was the help of CRY during the first two years of the millennium that
our family first learned of SADS and the worldwide scale of families
suffering the same kind of loss as ourselves. It is truly tremendous.
CRY gave us the answers, information and support that we craved. Just
like so many others, we lost two fit and healthy young men suddenly and
with no explanation for their deaths.
Firstly,
my nephew Ricky Stevens who was 15, just one month short of his 16th
birthday, collapsed and died in his bedroom on April 15th
2000. It was the Easter Break, and he was looking forward to a camping
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Peter Dean Button
Until the 26th July 2007 as a family we had a lovely life. On
the 27th July 2007 it came to an end. Our lovely, fit and
healthy son died. It would have been about 5.30am in bed with our
daughter-in-law at his side. Peter Jnr was 37.
The
destruction and devastation this caused I often wonder how we are still
standing. Our daughter-in-law Helen, our daughter Susie, my husband
Peter Snr and myself all just wanted to go with Peter Jnr.
Our
daughter stopped eating, as her brother could no longer eat, our
daughter-in-law just ate edges of toast, all of us lost so much weight.
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David Paul Staff
5th
December 1977, David Paul Staff entered this world and made our lives
truly happy and at that time the happiest day of our lives. As years
passed, everyone who came into contact with him grew to like him, he
hadn’t a malicious, vindictive bone in his body. He was a really
lovely person to be with who everyone took to. He traversed all
age groups and as he grew older he developed a sense of humour and what
a sense of humour, weird but wonderful, witty and funny.
In August
1994, David went on a school trip which visited Italy, Tunisia, Egypt
and lastly Israel. They visited the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem where
pilgrims from all around the world put notes, prayers and so on into the
cracks of the wall - an ancient tradition that has spanned centuries.
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Matthew 'Love' Bradley
How do I begin?
How can any mother start to recount the most awful day of her life? It
has taken me nearly three years to begin to come to terms with our sad
loss.
It began on March 27th
2007, which just happened to be my birthday. The day began with usual
birthday wishes and cards, etc - but the everyday chores take over and I
had to drive Matt into college. He was studying 3D graphic design at
our local college, I won’t pretend he was a perfect student - there were
days when he didn’t want to go - but we have all been there with work.
So in general he would frame himself and get back on task.
This particular morning,
he woke and complained of having a headache, but not wanting to be too
soft on him, I told him to take two Paracetemol and go to college.
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Ollie Marsden
Wednesday 22nd
October 2008
7.40am – My
youngest son Ollie shouts “right, I’m off now”. I am in my bedroom
wrapped in a towel, I do not go into the hall
to see him,
but I shout back “have a happy day” and he leaves for his third day’s
teaching practice at a local primary school.
5.10pm – I
am walking along a footpath on my way to an exercise class following my
day at work. I am feeling
unusually upbeat. Ollie has been home from
Plymouth University since Sunday evening to do his teaching practice,
staff problems at work have been resolved and my husband Kevin and I are
off on holiday next week. All is right with the world……………
7.05pm – I
am still in my gym clothes chopping vegetables for dinner.
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Luke Meekings
It was
eighteen months on Christmas Eve 2009 since my son Luke died and I’m
still struggling to find words adequate to describe both Luke and the
impact of his death.
On June 24th
2008 I’d gone straight from work to Luke’s house; he had only just moved
in and the house really wasn’t liveable-in and he was literally camping
in a bedroom. My job for the evening was to put kitchen units together
prior to the cooker being fitted – he could then at least stop surviving
on takeaways!
Early
evening Luke arrived home from work and as he pulled up in front of the
house the tyre on his car blew. My husband and Luke tried unsuccessfully
to change the tyre but quickly gave up. Luke was fretting about
everything he still had
to do
including picking up his girlfriend from work and going to the gym as
well as eating and working on his house.
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Ryan Harrison
My beautiful
son Ryan was 18 years of age when he decided to go travelling to Canada.
Me and my
husband and his sister did not want him to go as he had recently packed up
working for my husband as an apprentice alarm engineer.
But Ryan just
wanted to live his dream, which was travelling and having the time of his
life. I will never forget the last phone call we had from him when he said
to me “mum, I’m living my dream and having a great time”.
He left England
on the 13th October 2009. The first week away he had managed to
fit so much in and probably did more than what my husband and me had done in
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Thomas Shackleton
Thomas Shackleton died on the 19th May 2004,
aged 21.
Thomas was a great musician
who played the guitar and could make a tune on any instrument.
This was one of his songs that we played at his funeral - and on his
gravestone we have a guitar engraved into the marble with the words “Sail my
ship home”.
Thomas was the
singer in a band called the "Slow Emotion” but this was a song he wrote and
performed by himself. We are so very fortunate to have Thomas’ music and to
hear his voice seems to bring him to life.
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Andrew Mark Croxson
Andrew Mark was my first
born, a perfect baby in every way. He grew up into a fine young man, a
great son, and a wonderful brother to Stephen and Timothy. He loved and
enjoyed life to the fullest.
Andrew grew fast and was
tall for his age. He experienced a couple of fainting attacks as a
teenager. Doctors did not seem to be worried and said this was part of
growing up. He had experienced an unexplained faint only the
week before he died and had attended the hospital.
After finishing school
Andrew travelled the world for a year, visiting many countries and
staying with friends and church leaders. New Zealand was his favourite
place, and he spent many months there.
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Rachel Haigh & Jason Chew
My daughter Rachel Haigh died in her
sleep on the 4th December 2001 aged 14 years, from Viral Myocarditis.
Eight years later, we are now mourning the loss of our son Jason Chew
who died in his sleep on the 11th March 2009 aged 17 years, from
Lymphocytic Myocarditis.
I have read that it can be compared to a
light switch being turned off, so I am grateful that my precious
children were unaware and didn't suffer.
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Neil 'Kymatik' Schuyleman
What can
possibly prepare you for the total shock of being told – however gently
– that your beloved only son had suddenly and unexpectedly ‘passed
away’. What! How? When?
The thought rushed
through my head ‘Can I get there to see him before it is too late!’.
Then the dawning impact that the strong, happy, vibrant grown up son I
had happily talked to on the phone two days before – was dead! No chance
for any of us to hold him, say goodbye and tell him how much we loved
him. How could that possibly be? Whilst I now know how many
countless other families face this shocking truth – it cannot begin to
comfort you from the initial, unbelievable news that a child of yours –
the person you nurtured, encouraged and loved – has gone before you.
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James Ross Markham
James
seemed to be a fit and health young man. He lived at home, was a music
student, and was twenty one years of age when in November 2001 he
suddenly dropped dead outside the house.
What made his death
so baffling was that earlier that year on a family holiday to the Lake
District he had seemed so well. One morning he had cycled around
Grizdale Woods on a mountain bike, and in the same afternoon rowed the
length of Grasmere Lake.
On the day of his
death things had started normally. He had been to college, had dinner,
and in the evening was at home working on his computer.
He had a car that
was due to be serviced, and the garage we used was about 400 yards from
the house. He had arranged to drop the car off that evening, and post
the keys through the letterbox. He set off at about 11 pm, and shouted
out that he would be back in about 15 minutes.
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Olivia Raby
Thursday 22nd May 2008 is a day I will never forget as that is the day
our precious daughter Olivia Elaine Raby was taken away from us. She was
playing rounders whilst at school, aged 14. Olivia was our only child,
who was a fit and healthy young girl and was turning into a beautiful
lady before our eyes. She loved participating in sport - she was
the captain of her primary school netball team and had represented
Salford in the youth games playing hockey. We were really proud to
call her our daughter.
It started
as just another normal day, although thinking about it maybe it wasn’t. I
normally shouted Olivia to get up for school but this day I thankfully went
up to her bedroom to wake her up, and as she left for school she shouted
upstairs that she loved me and she’d see me later………if only.
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Adam Payne
If you are reading this story of our
experiences, following the death of our son, then you will fall into one of
3 categories.
The first and most important group are those directly affected by such
events. The fact that you are reading this if you have recently lost someone
is a positive sign as you have begun the process of looking for an answer to
this terrible loss.
The second group will be those in the medical profession in whatever
capacity that may be. The majority of you may never have come across such a
condition as this, so please read on.
The third group is everybody else from whatever walk of life you come from.
Even if you have wandered onto this site in error, then please stay and read
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Marcella Doherty
Marcella Doherty was only 24 years old when she died of Arrhythmogenic
Right Ventricular Cardiomyopathy or ARVC. Despite her untimely death
being as a result of this undiagnosed killer, Marcella had symptoms in
the week prior to her death.
Sadly, diagnosis proved inadequate and Marcella was unable to convince
the medical establishment about the seriousness of her illness in that
difficult final week of her short life. This is
her story.
Marcella was born in May 1981, the youngest daughter of Peter and Brigid
Doherty of Bellaghy, County Derry, Northern Ireland. A loving and
infectious child, she brought great joy to not only her close family,
but to her large family circle - all could call her a real friend.
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Joe Pearce Willis
Presented here is an edited
version of a chapter I wrote for a book a couple of years ago and
remembers Joe Pearce Willis, our son.
Edited extract from Fred
Pearce’s book "Confessions of an Eco-Sinner" (Eden Project Books, 2008).
Our
household survived without a mobile phone for a long time. Even as a
journalist, I have resisted. The first arrived when our son Joe bought
a bog-standard Nokia in 2003. Always on the look-out for a bargain, he
paid £10 at Carphone Warehouse in Clapham Junction. It did the job. Or
it did until – and there is no sensible way of writing this without
sharing the family tragedy with you – until his death in 2005.
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Nicky Musgrave
Our daughter, Nicky, died a month before her 19th
birthday in February 2006. She died suddenly and unexpectedly whilst
watching an episode of “Friends” with one of her housemates in the house
that she shared with four students. Despite the best efforts of
everybody - the housemates, paramedics and doctor - Nicky was pronounced
dead shortly after I arrived at the house to be with her.
The cause of
death was dilated cardiomyopathy. She was asymptomatic and when my husband
and I saw her earlier on the day she died, she was full of zest for life,
talking non-stop about her job, friends, university and plans for the
following academic year after she finished her Art Foundation course.
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Lisa Shepherd
My name
is Michael Shepherd and I’m 53 years old. I live with my wife
Janice, 51, and son Liam, 23, in Bolsover - a small town 6 miles from
Chesterfield in Derbyshire.
All was
well in our lives until the horror, which came on Friday 19th
May 2006.
Our
daughter Lisa, 23, a staff nurse at Chesterfield Royal Hospital was due to
take Liam to work as she was off work on holiday. She was planning an
early morning shopping trip to nearby Meadowhall shopping centre in
Sheffield with her friend and fellow nurse Tanya, and as she was up early
she told her mum to have a lie in and she would take Liam to work.
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Luke Francis
There is
song affectionately known as ‘The Sunscreen Song’. A couple
of lines from the song are: "Don't worry about the future, or worry,
but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra
equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt
to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that
blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday."
Well I was blindsided at 3.30am on a Sunday
morning.
I was in a deep sleep and somewhere in the
distance I could hear a phone ringing….. it took me several seconds to
comprehend it was the house phone.
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Jamie Gentleman
Where do I start! My
heart hurts, my pulse is still as I start to share my tragic loss.
Jamie ‘G’ - our shining
Star - went to heaven on Friday 15th March 2009, five days before his
14th Birthday.
A sportsman
in every sense - football, darts, golf, fishing - most sports he shone
at and loved taking part. I can't begin to understand this and each day
rolls into another.
We live for
the happy 14 years we had and are grateful for every minute.
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Guy Evans
Guy Evans, died aged 17
of a suspected heart arrhythmia while riding his motorbike. How does
anyone begin to describe the pain at losing a precious child suddenly
and without any warning?
The evening of August 14th
last year (2008) was the last time we saw our beloved 17-year-old twin
son, Guy, alive.
At around 7pm he came
into the house to pick up some things for a sleepover, gave me (his
mum) a hug, said a cheery “see you Dad” to his father who was in the
sitting room watching TV, yelled goodbye to his brother upstairs - and
was gone from our lives forever.
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Matthew Steven Wallbank
On the 24th
May 2008 our precious, kind, loving, gentle son Matthew died suddenly in
his sleep, he was 29 years old. Matthew had travelled down to
London with his life long friend Eddie to attend the wedding of his
friend Jon to Pam. Matthew had met Jon when they were both students at
Northampton University and they had been good friends ever since.
We last saw
Matthew on the 21st May when he had come to watch the
football (Chelsea v Man United) with his Dad and Granddad. I remember
his Dad asking him if he was coming for his tea on Friday but he had
said (in his own words) “I can’t Dad, I am travelling down to London for
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Robert O'Kane
A year has
gone by since our son Robert passed away, a long heartbreaking emotional
year for myself, my husband and our two remaining sons.
Robert was our
middle son, he had a sunny disposition was always full of laughter -
fun-loving and friendly to everyone he met. Robert loved music, it makes me
smile when i think of him singing at the top of his voice driving us all to
distraction.
He had the
knack of making people feel special and if someone was down or sad Robert
would be the first to make a fuss of them.
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Kieran Formby
It’s now 8 months since, on the eventful evening of 13th
September 2008, we learnt our dearly beloved son Kieran had died and
left us.
I am sure that we do not have to tell you how we feel, only
that he along with his surviving sister Sinead, they were our very reason
and purpose for living and were driving forces in our lives.
In writing this and recalling our circumstances regarding
Kieran, we as parents - despite our agony and despair at losing Kieran -
must not forget that he was 50% of our lives and that Sinead his sister is
alive and with us and is going through her own agonies, concerns and
struggles every day and continues to need our love and support.
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Kira Louise Lloyd
Our daughter, Kira
Louise Lloyd, was born on the 12th June 1997 but sadly and tragically
Kira became an angel too soon on the 22nd June 2008 - just ten days
after her 11th birthday.
Kira was our only child.
She was a beautiful, funny, energetic, happy, caring and loving little
girl who lived each day to the full and never wanted a day to end.
Kira started and ended
each day with a smile, song and dance. Kira had a smile that will
never be forgotten, which is much like Kira's character in life - once
seen, never forgotten.
Kira enjoyed most things
in life and she had many hobbies and interests.
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Neil Desai
My son
Neil Desai died suddenly and unexpectedly in his sleep on the 5th
September 2008, his 22nd birthday, whilst on holiday with his girlfriend
in Spain. His death caused immense shock and sadness for our family and
his friends. Neil died of an unidentified cardiac condition, which was
eventually classified as Sudden Adult Death Syndrome (“SADS”).
Neil was
an incredibly talented individual. He was a world ranked squash player;
an outstanding cricketer who had appeared in the Wisden Almanac as one
of the top schools' all-rounders in the UK representing Tiffin School; a
first class student of Law at Nottingham University and had gained work
experience at a number of ’Magic Circle' law firms in the city including
Clifford Chance, Linklaters, Slaughter & May and Allen & Overy. He won
the Sports Personality of the Year award at the University of Nottingham
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Kasia Ber
It is now
three years since we lost our precious baby at 17 years old from Long QT
Syndrome. She was beautiful, funny and talented, kind and thoughtful and
had everything to give in life with so much to look forward to and she
was so cruelly and needlessly robbed of the life she truly deserved.
She was such a hard
worker and the life and soul of whatever she did and took part in
everything. Our Kasia had so much confidence and was forever doing
something - she could not walk in the house she had to skip and dance.
She also had a beautiful
voice and would always be singing. I miss all the funny dances she would
do for me and lending each other earrings; our girlie chats and argues -
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Daniel James Lowes
My
son, Daniel James Lowes, died suddenly on February 20th 2007 at
around 9.30pm from an undetected heart condition - Hypertrophic
Cardiomyopathy - at the age of 18.
Daniel had always been fit and healthy, very active. Daniel - as I'm
sure all mothers would say about their children - was the most
loving, caring son any mother could wish for. Daniel wasn't just my
son but also my very best friend.
On
the morning of the 20th February it was Daniel's day off college, so
as usual he would catch up with some sleep. About an hour before I
was due to leave for work, Daniel woke up and complained of a raging
sore throat - which wasn't uncommon as most of Daniel's friends at
college had the flu virus. He was fine within himself.
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Chloe Lauren Leach
It really
is difficult to know where to begin as it’s just not possible to prepare
yourself and your family for such heartbreaking circumstances. Our
beautiful daughter Chloe Lauren Leach collapsed and died whilst out with
friends in a local nightclub on the 30th September 2008, aged
21 years. This day has changed our lives forever.
Chloe was
in her 3rd Year of her Social Work Degree and was predicted a
“First Class Honours Degree”. It all seems so much hard work for
nothing.
Chloe had
blossomed into a lovely, caring, fun-loving and confident young woman.
It’s hard to believe that she was so shy as a young child.
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Liam Ross
My son Liam was a wonderful
boy who touched the hearts of many people.
Liam sadly and very
suddenly passed away on Tuesday 16th December 2008, and this
has left a huge whole in our lives.
Liam loved life, he was
part of a loving family, and had many friends. Liam was cheeky but
always respectful, being able to communicate with younger children and
adults alike. Liam loved music, cricket and football.
His favourite team was
Everton FC, for whom he was once a mascot.
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Richard 'Rich' Tomkins
Rich’, or Boy as he was affectionately known - the
best son you could ever wish for was cruelly taken from us, on the 24th
July 2008, age 23. We lost Rich from undiagnosed Infective Endocarditis
which is the one infection that for 18 years of Rich’s life I had always
been acutely aware of - as without prompt diagnosis it would take his
life.
Rich’ was diagnosed with Aortic Stenosis at the age
of 5 and I was told that Rich’ must always look after his teeth and be
careful when he cut himself because of the risk of Endocarditis. He had
the most fantastic teeth ever – with not one filling in his mouth and at
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Amanda McCarthy
On the morning of Sunday 12th October 2008,
myself and my wife Beverley were sat at home with our morning cup of
tea. Beverley had just returned from dropping our son off to do his
local paper round.
When the phone rang, Beverley answered it and I
immediately saw the colour drain from her face, she stared at me with
her eyes welling up with tears, and unable to speak she handed me the
phone. In the brief few seconds before taking the phone from her I
racked my brains for something to prepare me for the bad news obviously
coming, but no way in my wildest dreams would I ever have imagined how
bad it was really going to be!
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Louisa Halls
My beautiful little
sister Louisa Halls died suddenly on Sunday 8th June 2008 aged just 21.
Words cannot begin to
describe the pain we are all feeling following the tragic and sudden
death of a vivacious and loving young Mum who was taken so
unexpectedly whilst
peacefully sleeping.
Lou was
due to be bridesmaid within weeks of her death, and her 22nd birthday
was just under three weeks away, it's so cruel.
How can
a fit and healthy young woman die so suddenly? She had so much to live
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Ashleigh Hughes
On the 22nd
of July 2008 Ashleigh Christina Hughes passed away. I just recently came
across your website that had Ashleigh's story on it.
Ashleigh had
the Glenn's procedure done. All seemed
successful but then the surgeons and nurses realised after the 9 hour
operation that Ashleigh had a bleed coming from somewhere, so she was
taken back into theatre for further exploration to find the bleed.
Later she was brought back into intensive care and we were told that
Ashleigh's operation had been successful.
Later on Ashleigh didn't seem to be getting better and was detraining.
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Claire Dee Shapland
From the day Claire was
born there was no mistaking she was a little girl, her sparkling blue
eyes and smile would bring warmth to everyone who met her, feminine to
the ends of her eye lashes. As Claire grew up in to a young lady her
personality was one of embracing the love of her family, considering
others and enjoying life.
“Until you become a
parent yourself you have no idea of the adoring love that develops for
one’s own children” - they are truly the embodiment of one’s life.
In February 2005, Claire
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Faye Linton
Faye was only 25 years of age when she so suddenly died.
She was within days of going on a 'once in a lifetime' holiday
to America when we found her dead in bed on the morning of 30th
October 2006.
The doctors knew that Faye had a heart block problem, but as she
had a pacemaker fitted less than six months previously they were
happy for her to go to America.
She was a beautiful, happy, kind and hard working young woman.
She worked in a very busy call centre for Barclays Bank, in the
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Stephen Westley
Stephen was just 34
when he was taken from me by this silent killer. He had
woken up early on Saturday 18th March 2006, being sick. He went
to the chemist to ask for something to help him as he was eager
to go and get my Mothers Day present.
I remember him laughing
when I said I wanted drawer/cupboard handles to complete my new kitchen.
I needed 13 and between my five children this is what I had asked for.
He collapsed whilst out and
the chemist rang for an ambulance. I have never bought the final two
handles - I just cannot, because I know Stephen wanted to get them.
He was rushed to hospital
where he was diagnosed as having gastroenteritis and he was given an
injection and advised to lie down for half an hour to let it work.
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Mathew Blease
The 1st
February 2008 was the saddest day of my life. My beautiful son Mathew
was taken from me suddenly at the tender age of 13, just 6 weeks before
his 14th birthday.
Mathew
was fit and healthy with lots of energy. He played football for his
dad's team and was a coach with my team - he was about to take his
referee badge too. He played badminton for his school and lived life to
the full.
Mathew
had complained of a sore throat on the Monday but still went to school.
On the Wednesday afternoon he told me he did not feel well and was going
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Leanne Haddrell
On
the 1st of May 2008, our beautiful precious daughter and wonderful
sister to David was sadly taken from us, aged just 21.
Leanne was at Uni studying sports and was in her 2nd year. She
was an incredibly fit and healthy young lady which is why this is
all so hard to understand. Leanne played water polo and swam for the
University and came home at weekends to work as a lifeguard at our
local leisure centre.
Leanne had been a bit off colour the weekend before and we thought
she had flu. However, she didn't want to come home.
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Timothy Spooner
Known affectionately as
Tim, he was taken from us so suddenly, and is now laid to rest with his
mum Kate.
Tim was a very active
person who lived life 24/7. He worked hard and played hard and was a
fanatical football player, who was a dedicated
Chelsea
fan.
His life revolved around
football and his girlfriend Natalie, with whom he spent so much of his
time.
Tim’s sudden death
occurred on
Saturday 17th May 2008.
He left home with Natalie at 9.45am to play in an end of season 6-a-side
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Jamahl Samuels
It was just a normal day. Jamahl had broken up from school for his Easter
holidays. It was Thursday, tomorrow was Easter Friday.
I came home
from work at about 4pm, happy because I also had a few days off work for
Easter and planned to relax and enjoy my time off. Jamahl was lying on
the settee watching the television as normal, "How was work mom?" he asked;
"How was school Jay?" I asked - just as we normally did.
I went straight into the kitchen and started to cook dinner. Jamahl was
still lying on the settee and I interrupted him and sent him to the
local shop to buy some cat food and a newspaper.
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Michelle McFeely
My girlfriend, Michelle McFeely of Coleraine, died on 25th January 2008
aged 30.
Post mortem
was carried out, but no cause of death was found. When speaking to her
sister she said her father's side had a history of problems with the
heart.
Michelle had
a monitor from the hospital which measured heart palpitations, as she
had them very occasionally - but the week and a half she had the monitor
she didn't have any, so obviously the monitor couldn't register
anything.
A week before she died she suffered from a nasty bout of flu but thought
it was going away so returned to work.
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Tom Clabburn
Today should have been my son's 15th birthday.
Instead I am writing about life after Tom.
Tom
died in his sleep in October this year of an undiagnosed heart-related
condition. He had been fit, active, healthy, doing well at school,
bright and happy. We were not, in any way, prepared.
This is not about my wife or my daughter.
Other than saying that they will
always be everything to me, their story is for them. This is about me and
Tom. It is about the living and the dead. For at this moment, the two are
wrapped around each other in an embrace that is tight and total and painful.
I would not have it any other way.
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Kevin Smart
My name is Lynn Smart. My brother,
Kevin Smart, very sadly died on 5th September 2007 aged just
33.
He had worked from home that day - he
normally worked in London but there were train driver strikes which had
caused him a good few hours of delays on the previous working days. My
mum went round to clean for him at about 10ish and had a brief chat with
him about some sad news from his office where one of his colleagues had
died the previous Saturday whilst away on holiday - caused by treatment
from a throat infection!!
When my mum left, all seemed OK and
Kevin was his normal chatty but busy self and didn’t complain of feeling
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Chris Doyle
On January 9th 2007, my son Chris Doyle,
after having played a game of soccer, went home and complained of not
feeling well.
His mum sat up with him and Chris insisted
on going to bed and told everyone he would be OK. His mum went to wake
him for school (Galashiels Academy) but found him dead.
We were all shocked and had no warning at
all of this, and to lose a 16 year old son was devastating to us all.
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Amy Russell
Our only daughter Amy Jayne Russell was born 7th
January 1984. Throughout her life she was fit and healthy with no
unusual illnesses nor signs of one.
When she was 20 years old she trained with a tour
operator to be a 'kiddie rep' for them because she loved children.
She left Manchester on 12th March 2004 - and never came back to us!
Playing water polo in the hotel swimming pool with
the residents and staff on 15th October 2004, Amy collapsed and
could not be revived. She died at the poolside. The post mortem in
Spain could find 'no cause of death'.
In
order to release her to the UK the death certificate stated that she
died from a 'coronary embolism'.
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Kevin Eaton
My name
is Louisa Eaton, and on 22 July 2007 my 28 year old husband, Kevin Eaton
had a seizure at home and died. After investigation, it was found that
he had suffered a heart attack caused by Coronary Artery Disease. Shock
is an understatement. He hadn’t felt particularly well that week but
nothing out of the ordinary.
I love
Kevin with every part of me and to watch the life drain from the one you
love is the most heartbreaking experience.
Regardless of my efforts, and those of my next door neighbour (thanks
Mark), we, then paramedics were unable to bring him back and he was
pronounced dead on arrival at our local hospital.
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David Williams
On the evening of the 13th
December 2005, my 16 year old son David returned home from a kick boxing
session. He was his usual self apart from the fact that he told me
his heart was racing. I suggested that he had overdone it and his
heart rate was just taking a while to get back to normal. He showered
and ate then later went to bed.
Little did I know that that
would be the last time I would see him alive.
My daughter Lisa found him in
the morning curled up as if asleep. She initially thought he was
messing around (something that he would have probably done) but when he
did not wake, she phoned 999 and performed resuscitation with the
support of the operator, but it was too late.
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Sharron Jones
Sharron was just 39 when she died on Saturday 26th May 2007. We received
a phone call from her children saying paramedics were trying to
resuscitate their mom - they were crying uncontrollably. She had been
out for a meal, came home, sat down and it happened.
We told
the kids we would meet them at the hospital where a few hours later
Sharron was pronounced dead, to our utter disbelief.
She had
been fit and healthy so why did this happen? At the time, doctors
believed she had a blood clot which had burst, but on Post Mortem there
was no evidence. Further invasive tests also showed nothing apart
from that she was perfectly fit and healthy.
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Hannah Turberville
Our daughter Hannah Turberville died suddenly on February 17th
2007 aged just 7 years old. Her death was made even more dramatic
by the fact we were on holiday as a family, in France, due to return to
England the following morning.
We were skiing with Lucy, Hannah’s non-identical twin sister, and
Oliver, her 8 year old brother. We had a fantastic week skiing as a
family of 5 and one which we will never forget. We were self-catering
and had gone out for dinner on the Friday evening and had a lovely meal.
Hannah had eaten pizza and then ice cream one of her favourite meals. We
had talked about the holiday - the best bits and the not so good bits.
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Gareth Thomas
When Gareth’s heart stopped on February
25th this year it broke all our hearts. Gareth was 21 years
old, a graduate in International Politics and Law with his whole life
ahead of him. He had recently moved into a house with three of his
oldest friends and they were busy finding jobs and playing together in
the band they had formed while still at school.
Gareth was very fit and healthy. He had
played football for years and had returned from his first skiing trip
just two weeks before he died. He was such a kind, gentle young man and
loved spending time with his friends and family.
He loved films and computer games and
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Luke Ashton
Christmas day 2006 began much as any other day, with the familiar
routine of dog walking and a hurried, rather cursory tidying up. I
recall stuffing the Telegraph colour supplement under the chaise,
thinking that the cover feature on the effects of melting ice caps on
Polar bears had to be read, but was too sad for Christmas.
I was wholly ignorant of the tragedy that was about to envelop my family
before the day was through. My second son Luke slumbered on as I left
for work as a District nurse in Ramsey, Isle of Man. Luke opened his
presents in his room, and then spent the afternoon walking with his
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Mark Phelps
Mark was
25 when he died on the 18th November 2002. At the time I (his brother
Matthew) was working away and received a call from my mother just after
6.30 to say he had died. For me it was the most surreal phone call I
have ever received and I hurriedly got to Euston station London to get
home to Birmingham as quickly as I could.
The
previous night Mark, I and the rest of the family had been at a memorial
service for our Grandmother who had died a year previous and Mark was
the picture of health. He played football twice a week and was generally
a lot fitter and healthier than his older brother who smoked, and drank
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Max French
Maxwell George French died at 21.18 on 25th
June 2007. He was 24. It had just been a normal Monday evening. My
tea was ready on the table when I got back from work and we sat down to
discuss our days. Max then got into his sports kit ready to play
football with some friends he organised French conversation evenings
with. Not being the sportiest person, he was full of trepidation, but
after some reassurance he left excited about the match.
An hour later I received
a phone call. Max’s friend told me he’d suffered a cardiac arrest and
that I had to get to the hospital as soon as possible. I jumped on a
bus and once there, sprinted into the hospital. I was led into a
small room and given the news. Max had been jogging along joking about
his lack of fitness when suddenly he collapsed. Despite the efforts of
friends to resuscitate him, there was nothing anybody could do. I had
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Sarah Simpson
Thursday 19th April 2007 will be
a day that we as a family will remember forever. April 19th
every year is special anyway as it is my wife’s birthday. Our daughter
Sarah (age 20), who worked in a care home, was on late shift that day
and as a result we had celebrated my wife’s birthday the evening before
with a family favourite meal of fish and chips.
That day (the 18th) Sarah had
been to the zoo with some of the residents of the care home, and was
full of stories about how much both she and the residents had enjoyed
the day, and showed us lots of photographs she had taken of them all. My
wife and I, Sarah and her elder brother Will (age 22), all round the
table laughing and joking and talking about how everyone was getting on,
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Simon Jon Cullum
Simon was my oldest son, born on 6th
October 1977. He was fit and healthy, a normal 29 year old who
didn't drink or smoke.
On Friday 8th June 2007 I came
home from doing some shopping to find Simon sitting at the computer.
On my arrival he came into the kitchen and we had a conversation
about what we would be having for dinner that evening, and then he
went up to his bedroom to go on the Playstation. It was around
11.45am.
At 12.45pm I noticed
that his car keys were still in the kitchen and he had an
appointment in town at that time. I called him and got no
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Marcus Armstrong
Marcus was 28 years old
when he died. Two days previously he was at home when he felt ill. He
was short of breath, sweating and had chest pains - the symptoms were
identical to when he was rushed to hospital a few years earlier. Back
then it was diagnosed as a panic attack after lots of tests and 4 hours
in the hospital.
Marcus told his partner
Lucy he would be fine as he didn’t want to go back into hospital again.
The next day he felt better and went to work as a Taxi driver in Harwich
but his mum was insistent he went to the doctors for a check up.
He reluctantly went,
they did an ECG test, blood pressure and other checks, and was assured
everything was fine. The next day he collapsed and died.
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Christopher Dixon
Christopher was 19 years
old, my stepson and Karen's only child. He had just found his first love and
had everything to live for.
On Friday 8th June 2007
he was having a kick-about in Kings Park, Swanage with a couple of
mates. He stopped, looked over to Aimee his girlfriend, smiled and
waved, and as they turned away he collapsed with cardiac arrest, falling
onto his back. Unfortunately as he did so, he vomited and inhaled the
vomit.
His
friends called for an ambulance and commenced CPR. Being rural Dorset,
it took 10 - 20 minutes for a paramedic to arrive and he, seeing how
severe the situation was, called for a helicopter to get Chris to
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Chris Gorman
My husband died on the 28 June 2007.
He was a healthy, fit 29 year old man. He
had been training all year for the London to Brighton bike ride. He had
been cycling 30 miles every weekend and there had never been a problem.
He left my house on the
Saturday night before the bike ride, to stay with a friend who lived in
London (1 mile away from the start line). He ate his dinner and had a
fairly early night, he got up in the morning, had his breakfast and left
around 5.30am. He rode the 1 mile to the start line. The next think I
knew was when the police knocked on my door at around 7am and asked to
come in. I asked if I needed to sit down and was told "yes".
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Matthew Kamis
My son, aged 26 years,
died on 15th January 2006, (born on November 22nd
1980), of Sudden Adult Death Syndrome, which we had never heard of
before we lost Matthew. Matthew was our youngest child. He had never
been ill, and had shown no signs of feeling unwell.
On
the morning of January 15th, around lunchtime, Matthew had
just woken up, as he worked six days a week and on a Sunday he had a lie
in bed. I, his mum, was just coming out of the bathroom, which is
opposite to Matthew’s room. He asked me if I would make him a bacon
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Neville McIntosh
Neville - or Nev as most of us knew him - was
born on 11th March 1970. He was known to be always on the go - always
smiling, cracking jokes and would always help people out. He became
the very, very proud father of his 3 beautiful children, Alex(17),
Olivia(13) and Claudia(6).
I (Kirsty) met Nev in February 2005. We fell
in love instantly and became inseparable. We were soulmates. I finally
knew what love was and it was well worth the wait! Nev proposed to me 6
months after we met. He even drove down to South Wales to ask my dad for
my hand in marriage. We were hoping to get married towards the end of
this year.
Nev had worked for over 10 years at
Pilkington Glass as an overhead crane driver. In February 2006 he took a
very intense course to become a qualified tower crane driver!
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Leon Ashley Manners
Let me take you back to the day in question,
July 17th 1999. A bright, warm, sunny day. My son Leon was
excited as it was his final day at nursery school. He was due to start
the ‘BIG’ school in September.
When we arrived at the school, Leon had to
try on his new school uniform. I can picture him standing tall and
proud. He looked so grown up in his little grey trousers, white shirt
and blue jumper. I said, “Look at you my baby, all grown up!” He
looked at me all coy with a big gorgeous grin.
After school, Leon’s friend came to play in
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Grant Capell
I lost my baby brother
Grant Capell on the 20th March 2007. He was only 16 years old!
He was out playing with
friends, outside my parents' house in Ireland in the evening. He
was giving a young girl a piggy back, when he put her down and
complained of being tired and then just fell down unconscious.
Unfortunately, although he still had a faint pulse, they tried for 40
minutes to resuscitate him but to no avail. He died there on the
pavement at around 10.50pm
My dad phoned me at my
home in London straight afterwards and told me. I remember feeling as
if my heart had been ripped out from my chest.
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Graeme Blenkinsop
My name is Lynda, and like everyone in
this section, I have all lost someone due to a heart related
illness.
I lost my brother on the 4th August 2006
and it just seems like a dream now! My brother came home that
day complaining of chest pains - we all thought nothing of it as he
had be complaining of a cold a few days before and of course he was
only 21! At 21 why on earth would he die? To this day we
all ask ourselves the same thing.
The doctors told us it was due to his
arteries closing to 50% and all they could come up with was
cholesterol, which seemed mad at the time as my brother was a fit
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Daniel Vavasour
On October 6th 2005 I got
a phone call from my dad. His tone was serious and I immediately knew
something was wrong. He spoke to my mum first, who answered the phone.
Her face had an expression
of utter shock. She silently passed me the phone and I nervously listened
as my dad told me that my 15 year old cousin had died.
I felt numb and my face
drained of colour. When I finished the phone call, the news wouldn’t sink
in. Dan and I were born five months apart and he’d lived in the same
street as me for almost ten years.
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Ryan Darby
Ryan is our only child. We love him dearly.
He was our life. Happy-go-lucky, everyone’s friend. As one friend said
at his funeral ‘gave everything, asked for nothing’. That really summed
him up.
Ryan and Nicola (Ryan’s fiancée) had a little
boy, Harley, 2 ½ years ago. We were over the moon. Our life was
complete. What joy – we would see them two or three times in the week and
every Sunday for lunch. Every holiday was spent with us in our house in
Spain.
We had all been to Spain in June for a family
holiday, but in August Ryan wanted to go and visit his friend in Thailand.
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Jimmy & Chrissy
Our family had a very
strong history of seizures. It began with Mom and myself and I
passed it on to my children. We had been labelled with epilepsy and
with medicine we lived a fairly normal life.
Chrissy began having
seizures at seven years of age and Jimmy began at eleven or twelve.
Jimmy was 22, married with a baby when I received a phone call on April
15, 2000, that would forever change our lives.
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Nathan Butler
Where
do we start? There’s so much to tell - as his teacher’s used to say!
Nathan was born on 1st April 1989 and even as
a young baby he managed to attract a lot of attention - a charm which
became more evident as he grew up into a young man. He was always full of
life and as a young boy he wanted to be involved in everything that was
going on and his main aim was to entertain.
His favourite characters were Fireman Sam and
Superman and we have vivid memories of him in his own “home made” Superman
costume consisting of red pants over blue joggers, a blue sweatshirt with
a cardboard coloured ‘S’ stuck on the front and a tea towel for a cape!
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Anthony McCarroll
Anthony was born on the 16th of
August 1986, and died on the 20th of September 2006.
As a boy, Anthony was always smiling and was
very quiet. He did well at school, never got into any trouble, got on with
his work and always did his homework on time. At home you very rarely saw
Anthony because he was always in his bedroom either doing his homework or
playing on his Playstation.
This was the case until he left school. His
dad got him an Engineering apprenticeship when he left school, at Elmsteel
where he was an Operations Manager. He settled in well at work and soon
developed into an asset to the company.
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Daniel Boughey
My son was so full of life, he loved it so much.
I am not saying he was an angel, as at times he could be a right pain - that's
teenagers for a you. But a mother's love is unconditional, and I loved
Daniel so much. He was my life and I would do anything for him - same as
my other children Stuart and Jessica.
As all brothers and sisters, they had their
ups and downs. He always had a smile on his face, and was forever
making us laugh. I miss him so much - we all do. Sunday 3rd
September was a lovely family day, something that we can't always do due
to work, etc. and Stu and Daniel wanting to do their own things.
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Daniel Larkin
Our wonderful son Daniel was tragically taken
from us on 6th January 2006. Daniel was just nineteen years old.
He was the biggest Liverpool football fan ever - it really was his life.
He was loved by everyone who met him. Danny was a quiet and sensible
young man with an extremely good sense of humour. We all miss him
every hour of every day. The memories he has left behind have made
us all very, very proud.
Myself, his Dad and younger brother Adam
had only left Danny that morning to fly back to Mallorca, as we were
living and working there at the time.
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Lisa Jane Browne
My husband, Terry, and I
received a telephone call from our son-in-law on Saturday 10 January 1998 at
approximately 8am to say that our daughter, Lisa Jane Browne, a nurse, aged 27
years, was being taken to hospital. My son-in-law told me that
he had received a telephone call from the hospital ward, where Lisa was due to
be working the early shift, to ask if Lisa had overslept. Unable to rouse
Lisa, my son-in-law called the paramedics who were unfortunately unable to
resuscitate Lisa. When my husband and I arrived at the hospital we were told
that Lisa had died.
A post mortem two days later
revealed no obvious cause of death, and I was informed by the Pathologist
that Lisa should still be alive. more
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Laura Hillier
Whenever I think back to Friday 20th June 2003 -
which is still most days - I remember the clear blue sky and warm sunshine, and
recall thinking "how could such a tragedy strike in a moment on such a lovely
summer's day?"
Laura was 21 years and 6 months old. The
detail seems important. She had just completed her second term of a BA
course in Early Childhood Studies at University College Northampton (later to
become the University of Northampton). She loved young children, was a
natural with them, and they in turn loved her. Everybody loved Laura.
She was lively, witty, talkative and energetic, without any streak of malice or
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Charlene Page
Our beautiful daughter Charlene Page was born on the
29th September 1985, and passed away on the 6th July 2005 from SADS.
Charlene had always appeared fit and healthy, and
had always kept in good health. She had no symptoms to alert us that
anything was wrong.
She was a very lively kid and made friends easily.
This was due to her friendly nature and her wicked sense of humour.
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Greg Highwood-Mack
His name was Greg Highwood-Mack and on the 19th
March – after nine days in intensive care – in the arms of those who loved
him and whom he loved most dearly, he slipped away.
The last time we hugged was the morning of the 10th
March. It seemed like any other day…but I suppose that’s what most days
feel like. What I wouldn’t give for ordinary. The truth is it was never
ordinary with Greg. From the very start he made his mark – arriving 5
weeks early to the surprise of his parents. I suppose it was the trauma of
this particular experience that led to Greg’s aversion to arriving early
ever again…but he was always worth the wait.
Greg was the boy I was going to marry. He came into my life
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Jonathan Leigh
Jonathan was coming to
the end of his first year as a trainee surveyor at the commercial property
consultants King Sturge in Leeds, and without doubt had a bright future.
He loved the job and the people with whom he worked. He was a talented
sportsman but his main love was soccer.
As a schoolboy he was a
member of the highly successful Wakefield Schools’ FA under 11 team in
1995/96, and continued to represent the District through to the final
under 15 age group in 1999/2000. He was a member of Rotherham
United’s Academy side and was voted player of the season for his College 1st
XI and for the Castleford & District FA side in 2002.
He made his full debut for Pontefract Collieries 1st XI in the
Northern Counties East League in April 2002.
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Cameron Strathie
Our precious, beautiful son, born 2 August
1999, passed away 7 January 2006 aged 6 years, he was our first child and
our pride and joy. Cameron passed suddenly in our living room whilst
watching TV with his little sister Leah, aged 2.
He had been suffering from a bad flu but that
day and the 2 previous but he seemed to be on the road to recovery, he had
no sign of any illness on that day, the worst day of our lives. He just
stopped breathing, I heard a loud snoring noise and found him on his side,
his Dad had just popped out and returned just as this was happening. He
tried his best to resuscitate him but the ambulance took 20 minutes and
although the paramedics also tried their best, just after we got to the
hospital we were told the most shocking awful news.
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Stuart Attridge
Stuart was born on Saturday 11th October 1980
at 9.30pm at the old Redhill General Hospital. He waited until the
Dinner Dance was underway and then made his appearance in his usual rush,
with our doctor only just catching him as he was born. Rosemary's first comment
was on how small he was - the lightest of all our children at only 6lbs
2oz. Who would have guessed he would grow to be the tall, strapping
young man that he was. A placid baby who was content to let his big
brother amuse and torment him until he was old enough to retaliate!
Stuart attended a playgroup
and then started his school days at the old Reigate Parish Church School.
His all round talent for sport soon started to appear, and can you believe
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Joel Davies
Joel died in his sleep between the night of
Wednesday June 8th and Thursday 9th June. We are still awaiting the
inquest but as there was no cause of death found we believe he died of
Sudden Adult Death. We, his parents, were on a 10-day, 24 year
belated honeymoon in St Lucia at the time of his death.
He was healthy and very happy, especially that
day. He had rushed home from work to make sure someone was in to
sign for his Glastonbury ticket. The ticket arrived at around 5pm.
We only know this as he was chatting on msn to friends saying how ecstatic
he was to have them in his hand. His msn named had been changed to
`I have my ticket in my hand'. The msn messaging went on until
around 7.45pm. The last message to someone was `I am off for a bit...be
back later'. more
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Alaina Taylor
Alaina was born in 1990 and was a lovely
healthy baby of 9lb 3oz. The delivery was fast, with no pain relief
- in fact the nurses were stunned as I laughed though most of it.
Fifty minutes later she was here. From day one she wanted to see and
listen - always wanting to know about things. As she got older she
knew facts we did not, and would put us to shame when she knew stuff.
She is the youngest of three. Kelly is
her older sister who will be twenty in March, and Craig, her brother, was
eighteen in November. Me and Carl have been happily married for
twenty one years, and we live in a new four bedroom property that we have
made our home. Alaina has her own room and loved to go and use her
computer and put on loud music as soon as she came home from school.
We always had our evening meal together as a family, and we would talk for
ages, laughing about the day's events or past events.
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Chris Rice
My son Chris died on Monday 26th September
2005 aged 18 years. He was at Hengistbury Head, where he taught
sailing and kayaking. He also coached swimming for Bournemouth
Dolphins. He loved working with children and was an inspiration to
all whose lives he touched. Chris achieved in 18 years what many
would not achieve in 80 years.
Chris was a county level swimmer, and was
diagnosed with HCM at 10 years of age. We were told that there was
no cure. They tried Beta-Blockers for a time, but they made Chris
very tired and seemed to give him symptoms. Chris was monitored
six-monthly at Southampton Hospital, until he was 17 years old. We
went every six months, and my lovely placid son would turn into an
argumentative monster every time. He used to say, "Its pointless.
We all say the same thing every time - is it any better? Any worse?
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In memory of my fiancée Deb
The 29th June 2004 is a day that I
will never forget!! The previous day I had left my fiancée to go home
to my parents for the night - this was nothing unusual as we were waiting
to move into a new home together. It was about 10pm when I got a text
message from Deb saying “I am going to bed now darling, love you, speak to
you in the morning”, I replied almost instantly with “Love you too, I am
going to bed too, got work early tomorrow”. We both went to bed happy,
expecting to speak to each other in the morning.
My alarm went off at 5:50am. I struggled
out of bed and the first thing that I did, as every other day when at my
parents house, was text Deb. I wrote the text message, “Morning Darling,
how are you today? I really don’t want to get out of bed!!” I found
it unusual that she had not replied within a couple of minutes of me
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Stephen Ruggier
My 17-year-old son Stephen Peter Ruggier was a
fit, healthy lad who was looking forward to becoming 18 - which was only
twenty days away when he died. He died on 4th October 2004, and was
going to celebrate his 18th birthday on the 24th October.
He was always happy and full of life.
He was training to be a mechanic, and had just started his second and
final year at college. He had already achieved his Level 1, which we
are all very proud of.
It all started on the Saturday morning when
Stephen said he did not feel well. On the Sunday the doctor came and
said that Stephen had tonsilitis, and prescribed him with penicillin.
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Martyn Luckett
Monday 11 July 2005 was
the worst day of my life. As I stood in the flat I thought this wasn’t
happening to me, it must be a dream. As I waited in the hospital I
remember thinking everything will be ok. Then I watched as the doctor
approached me and I knew by the expression on his face that it wasn’t
going to be good news. I felt numb.
All week, silly things
have been going through my mind. I keep thinking what will I say when new
people I meet ask me “have you got any brothers or sisters?” How would I
answer them?
I am a great believer in
fate, and that things happen for a reason. This last ten days have made
me question this belief. But if there is some sort of sense to this
tragedy, it would be that Martyn moved up with me so that we could get to
know each other before Martyn left this world.
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Jonathan Picker
Jonathan and I met back in 1997 and I knew I
had found my perfect partner. We married the following year and had
several wonderful years before we decided to have a family of our own. In
2002 I gave birth to our beautiful son Thomas. We had so many plans and
dreams for our future, now these have been shattered and I have to make
new plans alone for Thomas and my future.
It was Wednesday 27th October 2004,
Jonathan was feeling tired having been on jury service all day, but as he
was home early he decided to catch up with his friends and play 5 a side
football. Jonathan got ready at home and was talking to Thomas,
telling him how excited he was that he would be able to go out and buy
little shin and ankle pads for him one day and how he was convinced that
he would be a fantastic football player when he grew up and would play for
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Sarah Jane Johnson
Sarah died at the age of 29 years on the 18th
of August 2000, of an undetected heart condition called Arrhythmogenic
Cardiomyopathy. To see her you'd have never thought there'd be
anything wrong with her. She was so fit and active and went to keep fit at
the gym and also did yoga. She loved life, and she lived life to the full.
She achieved so much in her life. She
gained 9 "O" levels, as well as "A" levels, and went on to Birmingham
University. At the time of her death, she was an office manager for
a company called P.D.C. Brush in Crewe.
Sarah loved watching her beloved Arsenal
Football team, and also drawing, sketching, and painting - and she had an
"A" level in Art. She loved listening to many of her CDs and singing
to them, and even did a few karaokes and won some prizes as well.
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Emelvee
My little sister Emelvee, whom my parents
nicknamed "bing-bing", passed away on March 31st 2005. I can't even fully
describe her because she was a person that was indescribable. There was
something about her that draws people to her and love her the instant that
they meet her.
She was the most adorable child, my mom
would always say that as a baby she would always hug everybody. I loved
being with my little sister. Her company was just something that you look
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Aaron Lundy
On
Saturday, September 18th 1999 my life changed forever. I received a
phone call to come immediately to Coleraine Hospital. When I arrived
I was met by the doctor who told me that my youngest son Aaron was dead.
Aaron had left home for work at 5am. He returned at 10am and then
went to play a football match. He never came home.
There are no words to describe the shock and sorrow this had on myself, my
wife Ann and our family. We were told the next day by a doctor that
Aaron had a condition called Wolfe Parkinson White Syndrome and that he
had been diagnosed when he was 16 years old by our doctor.
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Kay Wilson
It’s now been
eleven months since our daughter Kay left us. We do not have to tell
you how we feel, only that she along with her surviving sister Kelly, was
one half of our life’s work and soul purpose for living. We still do
not understand why she died save the medical verdict was Myocarditis,
underlying cause unknown.
She passed
away on the 26th April 2004 one day before her 19th
Birthday. The previous evening was a celebration with her friends
for her birthday when she returned home just before midnight.
Five hours later she collapsed on her bed and died instantly without
warning. Medical reports indicate no alcohol, and no drugs - cause
of death unknown, and all our efforts to revive her were futile.
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Huw Lewis
On October 21st 2002, my
brother Huw Lewis died during a game of football in Saudi Arabia, where he
had lived and worked for over four years. He left his pregnant wife Sarah
and 5 year old daughter Molly, as well as a devastated set of parents,
siblings, friends and colleagues. Huw's death was additionally hard to
take in as he was extremely fit, having played semi-professional football
for many years. He was also training to take part in the 2003 London
Marathon.
Huw
was not just my brother, he was also my best friend, and we had grown up
playing sport together, drinking together and laughing together. Our
closeness was compounded by the fact that whilst I studied at University
in Swansea, Huw was living and working in the city and then, when I moved
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Pete Reynolds
Pete died suddenly on 13 October 2004. The
shock, and despair his family, girlfriend and close
friends feel cannot be expressed fully in words.
Pete was an outgoing and lively 27year old
who lived his life to the full. He was a ‘natural’ at most
sports and extremely fit. A black belt in Tae Kwon Do, he
also played football and was a regular at the gym where he
thoroughly enjoyed weight lifting. In 2003 he completed
the Stroud half marathon and also came third in the Tae
Kwon Do British Championships held up in Birmingham.
There was no sport Pete didn’t enjoy and had recently
become skilled at snowboarding and climbing.
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James Kelly
This photo of James was taken a few weeks before he passed away and the photo of him with his younger brother and sisters was actually taken the day before he collapsed.
As you can see from it, he looks very fit and healthy and appears to have nothing wrong with him. I am so happy I took the children to have the photographs taken that day, as I was in two minds whether to go or put it off until a later date as, but for some reason I decided I may
as well go.
The 5 of us had a wonderful day, getting their pictures taken (me getting hit with a beach ball and other items to keep the children smiling) and going for lunch. James also told me a few things I would never have known
if we had not gone out that day, e.g. how he liked the feeling of polystyrene (or as he called it polyester) and dipping his chips into ice-cream.
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