Jason Karl Prescott was born on June 1, 1973, Being the first Grandchild born in our family he was completely doted on. I was 15 when my Sister Gloria had Jason. I spent a lot of time with Jay all through his life. When I got married my husband and me would take Jason just about everywhere we went, day trips, staying the night at our house, dirt bike riding and Camping. When our children were growing up they looked to their cousin Jason with such admiration.

When Jason was 13 he was diagnosed with Juvenile Diabetes. Even having the disease He thrived under the care of my Mom, who at that time had custody of Jason. Jason had been a patient at Children's Hospital in Los Angeles and received excellent care.

When Jason turned about 16 he went through some very troubled times as many of our youth today, he started experimenting with drugs. That was really the beginning of the end. Jason became addicted to cocaine. from the age of about 18 to about 23 it was a very rough road battling the drug addiction. During this period Jason would go for days on end without his insulin shots, At the time I know he felt he was invincible, that nothing would harm him, He was so wrong. With each day without the proper amount of insulin, his body was deteriorating, without much notice at the time. It was when Jason turned about 26 he was told by his Doctors that his eyesight was failing and there was damage to his kidneys, and strain on his heart. During this time Jason had kicked his addiction, sadly much to late to help his body. He could not keep any weight on and was always sick to his stomach, a vicious circle when you try to put on weight and can't keep food down. He spent many days and nights at the hospital.

The summer of 2000 Jason was admitted to a critical care facility in the San Fernando Valley. He spent 30 days there and then was admitted to Glendale Adventist Hospital in Glendale, California where he spent a long 88 days. His longest hospital stay yet. While at Glendale Adventist he was readied for dialysis as at that point he was going into Renal failure. a shunt was put in his arm and he had appointments set up to start treatments.
On November 9th. My Husband went to Glendale and then drove Jason back home to Antelope Valley.

We spent Thanksgiving together, Jason seemed resolved as to his coming dialysis of course he was very scared about it. We spent a long time that day talking about life. Little did I know what was to happen next.

It was a Tuesday. I got the call from Mama at about 6:30 AM. Telling me that Jason had died. Just as when I was told about my Sister Gloria passing (in fact it was Jason that called me then) I knew I was in a bad dream, that it could not be true. I had so much more that I wanted and needed him for! Why! I screamed and bellowed like I had never done before. I went to Mamas straight away and spent the day consoling her and taking care of Jason's final wishes. He wanted to donate his body to Medical Science. So it was done. My Husband and I were not to happy of those plans by Jason, Yet we knew we had to follow them out, Jason's body had been so ravaged by disease and drugs that he felt it would be the one gift he could give back, "So that others might have the opportunity to lead a more healthy life"

Jason's cause of death was listed as Immediate cause, Cardio Pulmonary Arrest due to Insulin Dependent Diabetes Mellitus Due to Chronic Renal failure.

Just as my broken heart had started to heal. ... Jason. Jason's Obituary