I play football and I do ice-skating and I do swimming.

I went to school one day. All the boys told the coach I was really good,

so the coach wanted to see me play,

and then he said, "Go for trials on Saturday."

And I went and I got signed.

I play for QPR and I go training every Friday

and there's a match every Saturday.

My name's Tracey, and four years ago,

my daughter Courtney was diagnosed with meningitis septicaemia.

She woke me up at about two-ish in the morning

and said that she had a pain in her left arm.

I rubbed it, told her it would be OK and just to go back to sleep.

About ten minutes later, she was moaning that her neck hurt

and as I went to touch her, I realised that she was burning up,

gave her some medicine and she vomited it straight back at me.

Her hands and feet were ice cold,

to the extent that I'd wrapped her feet in a dressing gown

and underneath the duvet cover,

and I could still feel the cold through all of that.

Courtney was saying that she wanted to die.

Everywhere was hurting her.

She kept being sick.

Her hearing was really, really acute. She could hear anything.

So I knew something wasn't right.

I knew instantly something was really wrong.

She had a spot in the middle of her tummy.

So I phoned the NHS Direct line.

The lady there told me to do the tumbler test over the spot,

and it didn't disappear,

and from then, she then called the ambulance.

I'd heard about the tumbler test,

that you roll a glass over the rash or spot,

and if you look through the glass and it stays,

then it's a sign of meningitis, that's what I'd been told.

So the NHS lady told me to do that,

which I did, and the spot didn't disappear.

Later on came a headache, the stiff neck,

and she was just talking rubbish, really.

She wasn't making any sense in what she was talking about.

So she had the classic signs,

but the headache and stuff all came a lot later.

I got everything I needed to know from Meningitis Research,

the helpline.

They were my saviour for about two, two and a half years.

They were brilliant, on hand for any help that I needed.

Courtney's condition didn't just stop after two weeks.

It still carries on now, four years later,

and Meningitis Research are the ones to go to when you need that help.

My main worry was she wouldn't walk again.

For some unknown reason, she was just unable to walk.

So they had to keep putting her leg

in a different position and plastering it,

taking that off, putting it into a different position

and replastering it.

And then she had intensive hydrotherapy.

So all her muscles in her legs seemed to just be, not wasting away,

but the muscles weren't together any more.

So that was my main worry with Courtney.

Her behaviour went out the window.

She knew what she was doing was wrong but couldn't help herself,

and she's still having counselling for that.

She's got irritable bowel syndrome, which she has to control,

and if she's stressed, that really flares up.

She still sees a counsellor for just anxiety.

She's got a fear of death.

She thinks she's ill the whole time, and she's not.

She just needs constant reassurance,

but her therapist is really helping her with that.

From seeing Courtney in intensive care

to see how far she's come now four years later,

I never believed that she would be running around playing football.

She doesn't sit still, she loves activity,

but I just think she loves life.