Around 9pm on Sunday he ate ice cream, went back to bed and vomited shortly after. None of us thought it was strange as it can happen when you have the flu (now I know better). I checked on him almost every hour until I went to bed myself and told him to call me at any time during the night if he was not feeling well.
He called me twice during the night, at 3am and 5am, and I went into his bedroom and checked on him. He was still warm and did not feel very well. I gave him something to get the fever down and he went back to sleep.
On Monday morning I went up at 7am as I was going to play tennis at 8am and checked on him again. Little less warm and he was hungry and wanted ice cream. I told him that I was going to get it for him and went to the kitchen where he suddenly was behind me. He sat down at the kitchen table, ate his ice cream and had something to drink before he went back to bed.
At this point in time his skin color was normal and there were no spots or rash. I came back from my tennis just after 9am and checked on him as soon as I came home. At this point in time he was not warm like before but sweaty so I told him to put on some dry clothes while I changed his bedlinen. I told my husband that we probably should take him to the health care center later when they opened and after we had played tennis again.
At 11am my other son, husband and I went to play tennis and the last thing I did before we left was to check on him and he was sleeping. At 11:30 Mathias grandfather saw him and spoke to him in the kitchen while he was eating. He was complaining that he was not feeling well, but nothing more than that. His grandfather remembers that the last time he spoke to him was at 11:50.
At 12:08 we were back from playing tennis and I went to check on him. He was not in his bed so I looked around and found him in the bathroom flat on the floor face down lying out from the shower – he had apparently tried to take a shower maybe because he was sweaty but that we will never know.
At this point in time I could see that he had blue spots and a blue/red rash on his body, his lips were blue and he had a hard time to breathe. He responded when we talked to him, but only just.
We managed to get him up onto the toilet and while he was sitting there I realized that this was very serious and we had to support his head, his eyes were rolling around and he was struggling to get air.
I told my husband to call 112 (911 in Sweden) as we needed to get an ambulance quickly. They told us to put him onto the floor in recovery position, but when we did that he stopped breathing whereby I started CPR on him until we managed to get him back. He also had some cramps at that time.