Watching my partner Brett slope up the stairs, something seemed off. ‘I’m just going for a lie-down,’ he sighed. It was Christmas Day 2014, and even though we’d had a hectic time with our baby daughter Freya, two months, going for a nap wasn’t like Brett at all.
Both PE teachers at the same school, we leant on each other for advice, and our relationship blossomed. Calm and collected, Brett got along with everyone he met, and I adored his laid-back attitude.
Seeing him suddenly so tired seemed strange. A few days later, Brett collapsed at home. ‘I’m sure it’s nothing,’ he said. But when his GP sent him for an MRI scan a few
