Jamie was always a fun lovely boy and into his football.
Jamie was 10, when he fell at football and we in initially thought it was just that a fall. However the pain never went away. After taking him to the doctors to be told it was growing pains, I then took him to A&E because the pain was getting worse.
At A&E he had a x-ray, which showed an old fracture, but the worst news ever possible was to come and that it was a tumour in Jamie’s tibia. This was later confirmed as Ewing’s Sarcoma a rare bone cancer and it had metastasized. Jamie’s was given 20% survival. Jamie started intense chemo and after several months we thought all was going well and was getting clear scans back.
It was rough on Jamie but he kept on smiling thinking he would be cured and so were we all. Jamie had only been off treatment 3 months and then we were given another blow that it had come back. The news was even graver this time. I was told that whatever they did would now only prolong Jamie’s life (these facts were never told to Jamie he never knew how poorly he was until near the end of his life). We kept on with treatment and kept getting clear scans, but then it would always return. Finally we were offered a trial to go on which wasn’t chemotherapy. So February 2019 we went on the trial. Unfortunately this trial didn’t work and Jamie quickly went down hill.
He knew in March 2019 this wasn’t good news. He was so brave never cried, just made plans which at the time we didn’t realise he was doing. We had holidays, we went swimming what he wanted to do, he bought his friends and family gifts all without us knowing why he was doing this. It was whilst we were on holiday in Scarborough that he had a turn for the worst, which ended up us going to hospital, (he hated hospitals by this time) I was told this would be his last illness so I made plans to bring him home. He was still not having none of this though, he was on oxygen now because his breathing was difficult. But when he got home from the hospital he wanted a bath, then next day he got himself up and dressed and came down stairs.
He was getting worse by the Sunday and by Monday I had to get him back to the hospital, he didn’t want to go, but his breathing was getting really bad. He still had the last say though and throw a bottle of water at me in protest for him going into hospital. Sadly we lost Jamie the same day and miss him so much, there is a big gap now which will never be filled.
Whilst on treatment Jamie was given an Xbox from a charity for a Christmas gift, this was his life line to his friends. This Xbox travelled everywhere with us and he could play and chat online.
Jamie #Forever12 charity will give children with cancer, life limiting conditions and terminally ill gifts throughout the year and at Christmas, which I know Jamie would be happy with, he was always generous.
