| with us January 17, 1992 with Jesus October 6, 1994 |
| Remembering Zachary... |
| WE'LL ALWAYS BE TOGETHER |
| Zach could put a smile on anyone's face. He was very smart, he loved to learn and Mommy loved teaching him. He was also a very well-behaved child. |
| Zach loved hockey! He also enjoyed baseball. His favorite movies were Pinocchio, the Fox and the Hound, the Sandlot (he called it "boys play baseball") and (there were only two out in 1994) the Mighty Ducks and D2 (he called these "boys play hockey"). He wanted to play hockey when he grew up. Those were the last words he said to Meme. He said he was going to play for the Mighty Ducks. |
| Meme and Zachary - January 17, 1992. All that dark hair turned completely blonde after one month old. |
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| Zachary at just one month old. |
| Zach's last birthday celebrated on earth... |
| Shortly after Zach turned two years old, he would vomit for no apparent reason. his doctor was informed but did nothing. Assuming it was a food allergy, I didn't push it... |
| I took Zach to his pediatrician and was sent home with a prescription for an antibiotic. He told me Zachary had a virus. Zachary threw up his medicine and the next morning he woke me up, telling me his head hurt. |
| That afternoon I took Zachary back to his doctor. My mother went with me and we had to beg the doctor to hospitalize Zach for tests. I was afraid he had caught meningitis, which was going around at that time. |
| That night was a long night for both me AND Zachary. Little did I know that it would be my last night together with him... Zachary was still throwing up. He was put on a clear liquid diet. Even then, he was still throwing up, so he was taken off liquids. He still continued to throw up... I felt helpless, because I WAS helpless... |
| I kept asking Zach, "Mommy loves you, you know that?", and he would shake his fragile little head 'yes'. His head was hurting him bad by the middle of the night. It hurt so bad he didn't even want me to whisper. Something as soft as a pillow was even too irritating for him. He cried, and I cried... |
| The doctor came in for morning rounds after the scan was done. HE actually thought Zachary looked better! At this point, Zach was VERY hard to wake up and then he'd go right back to sleep. (And, HOW is that better?!) |
| A couple hours later I was gently rocking my son on a pillow in my lap when I shifted myself a little . (I was sitting in a wooden rocker and had become sore.) It was then that Zachary threw up for the last time, it was green stomach bile. He had been sleeping face down, so I moved him so he wouldn't have his face laying in his vomit. He then collapsed to the floor and was mumbling something. As I picked him up to ask him what he was saying, he became stiff as a board. |
| His nurse heard the commotion and came running into the room. We quickly put Zach on the bed and she hooked him up to a machine to monitor him. (I later found out that the nurse had been informed by the doctor Zach's diagnosis.) Zach was still mumbling off and on and screaming things you couldn't understand. I tried to calm him, but he just freaked out... I knew it was really bad because of two things... First of all, my own son did not know me. Secondly, a nun came in and was praying over my son. I am not Catholic, so when you have one of the hospital's chaplains pray for your very unstable child... put two and two together... |
| By the fall of 1994, Zachary's vomiting was more frequent and now he was sleeping more hours in a day than he was awake. |
| I called my husband and then I called my sister. She contacted the rest of the family and everyone came up to the hospital. Our minister was called in by the nun. The doctor finally showed up on his lunch break. As me, my husband and my mother stood in Zach's hospital room with the nurse and the doctor, we were hit with the first phase of shock. We were told that Zach had a brain tumor, but that it was only the size of a golf ball... ONLY?!?!? |
| We were then told by the doctor that he had already made arrangements for a transfer to a childrens hospital up in Chicago. |
| A transport helicopter was flown in to take Zachary to emergency surgery to remove the tumor. Before they transported Zachary, he stopped breathing. They got him breathing again after what seemed like many minutes and had him on a respirator. We all said our good-byes. |
| We rushed to the childrens hospital, which took us almost 2 hours, and we were greeted by a social worker there. She brought us into a little waiting room and explained to my husband and me that in Zach's 17 minute flight to the hospital, his condition had worsened... He was still alive but had emergency surgery to place a shunt in his head to remove excessive fluid build-up (intracranial fluid). |
| Around midnite that night there were about 20 of us in that surgical waiting room when the surgeon (who had a stunned look on his face) told us he was able to remove the entire tumor. (Which really ended up being about the size of a baseball). He said we'd have to wait to see IF Zachary woke up before we discussed treatment. IF?!?! |
| My mom and I took shifts sitting with him that night. He got worse... ...the rest is just mainly hospital procedures and stress related topics. Zachary David never woke up... |
| The hardest thing I ever had to say in my life were those words... you know, the ones to have our only son taken off life support. They squirted ice water in his ears to prove he was brain dead. (If there were any living cells, they said his eyed would have rolled around from the ice cold water.) I prayed his eyes would roll... |
| My baby was indeed dead. |
| By morning, his doctor had decided to order a CT scan to "rule out" anything, not telling me WHAT he was trying to rule out. Since I had gotten maybe only two hours of broken sleep all night, I didn't even think to ask. |
| I remember calling my mom in the middle of the night, crying. My only child couldn't even lay his fragile little head in his own mother's arms. He also continued to throw up during the remainder of the evening. |
| I did not donate Zachary's organs which was against my husband's wishes, and I sometimes regret that. I was being selfish, thinking, "If I can't have him with me, then no one else gets to have him." I do not know if I could have handled knowing parts of him were out there. I now realize the benefits it would have given others.... But I cannot change the past. My husband and I were only 21 years old when Zachary was taken from us. |
| Zach's surgeon later told me that had Zach been treated 24 hours sooner, he would have woke up. (Remember, I DID have him to his doctor 24 hours before that?) The reason was because he was already unconscious when he arrived from transport. Had he been awake, they could have controlled consciousness. |
| I was also told by two different doctors that they believe Zachary probably died when he stopped breathing at our local hospital, just before transport. His intracranial pressure was just too much. Remember? He got worse en route? A dead body will shut down... |
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| Philippians 1:29 "...not only to believe in Him, but also to suffer for his sake." I Peter 1:6-9 "...though now for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved by various trials, that the genuineness of your faith, being much more precious than gold that perishes, though it is tested by fire, may be found to praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of Jesus Christ, whom having not seen you love. Though now you do not see Him, yet believing, you rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory, receiving the end of your faith---the salvation of your souls." |
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| The book Mommy, Please don't cry... written by L. DeYmaz, made me cry when I read it at our local Christian bookstore. I bought it and recommend it to any mother that has lost a little one! |
| Our family vacation was taken in May 1994 to Mall of America in Minnesota. This photo was taken in the LegoLand area. Zachy had just gotten done playing with a Lego table and blocks. |
| Zachary was two years old in this photo. This is one of Mommy's favorite pictures. |
| This picture was taken at a rest area in Georgia on our last family trip. We had spent Labor Day weekend (1994) with relatives in Chattanooga, TN and were on our way home. This was the LAST picture taken of Zachy-D. The picture you see of him above with the hockey stick was from a video of Zachy just a couple days before he was hospitalized. |
| Zach was best friends with his cousin, Danette. He called her "my Didi". They were only 7 months apart and had such a STRONG bond, especially for toddlers. |
| Click here to see pictures of them together. |
| Zachy and Didi went to see The Lion King on the big screen with his Mommy and Daddy. They all had a good time. |
| Below is the only photo with Meme and Poppa and their grandchildren with Zachary in it. All the photos taken now, since there are seventeen more grandkids, include Jiminy Cricket in the picture in memory of Zach. He just LOVED Jiminy Cricket! |
| After Zachary's funeral I received two Precious Moments figurines as encouragements. Since then, I have added more to my collection. I only collect figurines with boys, a boy with a girl, or boy angels. These are figurines that remind me of Zachary: how he was, and of him and Danette, and how he may be now. Pictured below is the one that brought tears streaming down me and my mother's cheeks.... so I bought it. |
| For POEMS about Zachary, click here. |
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| Here are our most recent family picture. We always include Jiminy Cricket in memory of our precious little Zachary. |
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| If you have a fond memory of Zachary you would like to share with everyone that visits Remembering Zachary, please email Zachy's Mommy below. To view these memories others have shared, click here. |
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