Jacks...

Jack's sister Kate followed her brother Jack by 13 months.  She too was diagnosed with CF.  Sam turned 3 a month after Kate arrived.  Fortunately Sam was big and mature for her age so I put her to work immediately.  She was in charge of grabbing blankets, passys and books.  Often while  I was preoccupied with the babies, Sam would march over to Marsha's house.  Usually dressed in only a diaper.  Marsha, from the midwest had one daughter who had a better clothes than me.  So Sam a the door in only her diaper.. well..   I had other things to worry about.

Two children with CF can be a rough in that children with CF get each other sick.  But the bond they shared from the start has proved pricelss.  I often dressed them in matching outfits from Best and Co.  They ate at the same time, slept at the same time, played at the same time and took a bath at the same time.  Note To Self: one of my all time favorite Jack stories... once, after Jack and Kate had been bathing together for years.. they popped out of the tub and ran around naked.  Jack stopped in his tracks.. looked at kate and asked "Kate where is your Penis?"  Kate, the younger of the two looked at him like he was a complete idiot and walked away....

That bond has served them well.  When Jack goes to the hospital, so does Kate.  She plays games with him, or quietly reads if he is sleeping, we have watched all the Pirates of the C movies, the Bourne movies and endless episodes of the Simpsons.

This past stay at Morgan Stanley we took up the game of Life.  Kate continued to play even after Jack when forced to get a wife made her ride in the trunk of the car.  Sued her ten times for 10,000 each time. And with millions in cash, purchased a double wide for his wife, saying he only did it because he was forced to buy a home,  otherwise he would have left her in the trunk.  Needless to say he won every game.  Which says a lot about our culture...

Kate is Jack's companion...