In October 2009, my grandson Joseph was born, he was my first grandchild and as a family, we couldn’t have been happier. I had brought my two daughters, Lisa and Laura up as a single parent with the support of my wonderful parents and when Joseph was a week old, we took him to see my dad. We had lost my mum to heart failure in 2001 and he was all we had left.
Dad had been ill for quite some time, lethargic, lacking in appetite and losing weight steadily, our GP had sent him for numerous tests and none were conclusive. He had been diagnosed with Porphyria in 2001, a blood disease that caused all kinds of problems like fevers, profuse sweating, itching skin and other skin problems, he put all the things happening to him, down to that. Click here for more










