Dedicated to the memory of James O'Mara

James Kyle O'Mara Passed away on 8th June 2017 James will be sadly missed by all of his family and friends.

On 1st June 2017 James, aged 13, went to A & E feeling unwell after a few days of sickness. Prior to that he had been fit and healthy. They told us he had leukaemia and immediately transferred him to Birmingham Children's Hospital. 

He was so unwell they decided to treat him on intensive care and started Chemo straight away, by this time we were told he had Acute Myeloid Leukaemia - an aggressive form of leukaemia.

For one week, whilst under sedation, he tried to battle against the odds with the help of the most amazing doctors and nurses medication and 89 units of blood products. One nurse performed a blood transfusion by hand, taking out with one syringe and putting in with another. The nurses worked 12 hour shifts and literally did not stop during that time.

Unfortunately, after one week, on 8th June 2017  James's body couldn't fight anymore, all of his organs were under attack and his body just couldn't take it. His liver had failed and his body was being poisoned leading to multi organ failure.  

Our lives have changed forever.

Friends and family have asked what they can do to help and we will be setting up a fund in James's name for charity and are raising funds on this site.  However, we would like to encourage anyone who is eligible to donate blood or platelets, at least once, but hopefully repeatedly.

There are so many poorly children and adults that need blood and blood products such as platelets, it doesn't cost us anything to donate other than time - about one hour every 3 months and it really could save someone's life and give hope to families in situations like ours. 

We never would have imagined to have been in this position and can only thank all those many people that gave their blood and platelets that gave us hope.

If you can, please donate blood, if you can't encourage some else to do so.  Please help us save lives of others in James's name.     

#HelpJamesHelpOthers

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I wrote this the week I was with James in hospital. It was what I was feeling at the time x x My heart bleeds My heart aches The wrench in my stomach I cannot face, I know the time is coming, and I know that this time will pass,but right here right now all I have left is your super gorgeous face. I hold your hand softly, I sing a little song, I act the silly bugger, for the hope that you will hold on. With all my sole I will hold on and give you all my strength, you can take as much as you want as I need you to live on. Somewhere deep inside, I know there is a key, which will unlock this silly disease and let you heart fly free! ❤️ The whirlwind of emotion rises up into the air, fear and desperation oh my heart doth tare. Where will we go next on this journey of hell, to depths of no return to be risen out of hell. Like a never ending story, will he live to tell the tail. I lie peacefully with you now for a minutes rest, wait for the next turn of events and hope that you will do your best. My little cherub oh how you fight on, you're the best boxer in the ring, let's hear the referee go ding ding ding! You're the winner, your the best, put the belt on and show off your chest. Stand proudly, stand tall, and tell them that you're the winner of them all! A gallon of tears A gallon of fears The corridor of doom, as you walk into the room. Patterned floors, stars on walls, flickering coloured lights, are supposed to help us fight. Doors screech open, the air hangs low, do I turn left or do I turn right, which way will have less fright? Nurses chatting, consultants quiz, doctors reading charts as the light lay dim. Tissue boxes, charts, screens and machines, everyone around us hoping for the same thing. Hold his hand tightly, whisper sweet words, hold on in there mate, your going to pull through this, it's not going to hurt. Days are nights, nights are days, time ticks on, so much lost time where has it gone! I rest my head on your sole, kiss you deeply and inhale you all. I touch your finger tips and hold your hand tight, come on James, you can do this, lets escape from all this shite. We hold on tightly to what we have left, that a small wonderful miracle will land softly on your chest. The constant sound of machines are keeping you alive, I just want to turn them off and know that you will survive. It's time to let go now and set your spirit free, this is not the life of a boy who is only thirteen. The sadness that surrounds us now, is the most insufferable pain, but we have to stay strong now and deal with this, there is nothing to gained. We have you in our hearts, we have you in our lives, we will never let go of you I remember how you made us smile. You've left an incredible impact on all of our lives, go now our special shining star, shine brightly as you can, way high up in the sky at night, shine brightly as you can xxx
Sent by Nicola on 03/07/2017
God bless and keep you until we meet again my boy, Nanny Rock and Dad. xxxx
Sent by LESLEY on 26/06/2017
I miss u bro u were and always will b my best mate and u will b beside me every day I love u bro
Sent by Callum on 24/06/2017

Family Flowers only. Donations in aid of Birmingham Children's Hospital, the Children's Liver Disease Foundation & Bloodwise can be made on the day or online below.

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