You must be mad?! Are you sure you want to?! These are two of the questions I've was asked when I announced I wanted to do a skydive! To me doing a skydive was the perfect way to raise funds for The Christie. From a young age I have wanted to do a skydive, and doing it for The Christie just made sense. On the 3rd April 2012 my Mum took Jack, my brother, to the doctors as he had migraines, then when they got home Jack started to make a rhubarb crumble and the left hand side of his body went numb, my Mum took him to Wigan A&E where he was transported by ambulance to The Royal Manchester Children's Hospital that night he had a scan. I was staying at my Nan and Grandad's house, so that both of my Mum and Dad could go with Jack to Manchester. My Dad came round to my Nan's at about 5.15am and told us the news which devastated us all. Jack had a brain tumour. That journey to Manchester was the longest half an hour of my life. Then when we got to the hospital in Manchester we went into and out of Doctor's rooms all day for different meetings. On the 6th April Jack had his first operation, I went to the Good Friday match between Wigan and Saints with Kelly, and Jack got a shout out off Eddie and Stevo (thanks to Paul Sculthorpe and the Dads from OSJ Under 14's!). A week later I was back at school for my last term in Year 11 and Jack had his second brain operation, when he came out he asked for a Chinese (he's always loved his food!). 3 weeks later - a personal visit from Shaun Wane (who Jack was sick over), Sam Tomkins, Jonny Lomax (when Jack got home), many signed rugby posters, shirts, signed cards off Segio Aguero and James Milner, texts off rugby players - Jack was released from hospital! At the end of May Jack started a 25 day course of radiotherapy at The Christie. I went a couple of times and everyone who worked there and was associated with The Christie was friendly and nothing was too much for them. Jack came through the radiotherapy practically unscathed I put this down to the determination of not to be beaten which he has gained from playing rugby since he was 4. After finishing radiotherapy The Christie arranged for Jack to get a Manchester City shirt signed and for him to go and watch a match (with amazing seats!). On the 7th August we got the brilliant news that Jack's tumour had reacted extraordinarily well to the radiotherapy and had almost gone! Unfortunately down to the weaknesses in his skull and the high risk of haemorrhage Jack was told that he wouldn't play rugby again. On the 11th March 2013 Jack had a hospital appointment at The Christie and we where told that Jack's tumour had gone, and the only cells that could be seen where healthy brain cells.  Anyway thank you for reading my long winded story and please donate for this worthy cause!