Jack was one of the coolest kids ever. He cared more about everyone else than he did himself. Even when he was dying. He loved to run and play, ride his bike and play baseball. He enjoyed hunting with his grandpa and being in the outdoors. He was a huge flirt and made his nurses blush regularly.
Jack was diagnosed with Medulloblastoma with spinal mets. After his first surgery, he never walked again. Within a month he had lost 15 lbs and weighed a mere 30 lbs. He should have passed that first month, but had an extremely strong spirit. He underwent 30 chemo with radiation treatments, then a six month course of chemo. He was cancer free for Christmas. The cancer returned in January and in May he underwent a stem cell transplant. The cancer returned again in September. He was in the PICU for two months until we took him home, where he passed surrounded by loved ones. We miss him terribly.
