Our family was given an incredible Christmas gift this year when our dear friends Taylor, Bryan and Sadie Schille made a very special donation in our Zach's name to the "Why Not Me Foundation" which was launched in 2014 by Russell Wilson of the Seattle Seahawks, and is dedicated to creating real and lasting change with regard to advocating for Pediatric Cancer. From this very loving gift comes continued raised awareness of this horrible disease, and I promised our Zach that his voice will forever be heard, loud and strong, until there is a CURE found for this rare Cancer
I wrotethis poem to continue to raise awareness of the horrible beast that took our Zach on March 13th, 2017. I promised him to always in every way remind people of the very rare cancer that our son fought so bravely, with the greatest determination, never surrendered or alone.
Twenty One Years, Fifty One Days
God blesses us with children, for Mom and Dad and family to love,
For all our loving families on this earth, sent from up above,
First as little babies, so soft and sweet our given duty to hold,
So many first steps, the smiles and little hearts to mould,
As parents we keep our little ones so close and always guarded safe,
Our family so protective, our home a growing place,
So many special plans are made, a life of happiness we pray,
Oh dear Lord hear our pleas and give our children yet another day,
Friends to make, bikes to ride, and so many grades to pass,
Each year goes by with love and laughter, why must the time go fast,
Baseball games and Halloween, these days our Zach loved most,
Backyard games, and snowball fights, and marsh mellows we must roast,
Family trips and Christmas, so many friends from school,
Kindness love and sharing, a girlfriend and swimming in the pool,
Our Zach loves all seasons, and the rain would turn to snow,
So many piles shovelled high, the back yard so white diamonds did glow,
First was Toke, then came Boh, both loved to climb Zach's fort,
Some six feet high and ten feet wide, with windows of a sort,
Our Zach and his puppies played for hours, not a worry to be had,
Days went by and our beautiful family would grow until that day so sad,
Chicken pocks and colds and flu's would come and go with time,
What the Doctor saw that crushing day, became a dangerous sign,
So many tests and questions asked, all sleepless nights at home,
Doctors around the world would say, I promise you to never be alone,
The beast was rare cancer, and that's what the experts said,
Only a few dear young ones, had the disease so we had read,
No matter where we travelled, all the news we found,
They gave our Zach a year or two, we closed our ears against the sound,
The noise of heart break, and the thousands of tears that fell,
We prayed and cried, and held each other and again eyes would swell,
I screamed at God and asked him why, and said that he was to blame,
Not one time did He respond, and now my faith would never be the same,
Why I said, why Jesus, does our little boy deserve this scary pain,
We never knew the time we had, twenty one years, and fifty one days,
We held our Zach so very close, loving and hopeful in so many ways,
There was no cure, even a treatment that might be known,
The Doctor said there was little chance, it was best to stay at home,
Nineteen years old, his life had just begun the world did surely see,
Our Zach had worked so hard, many hours of study each year, a carpenter he would be,
The drugs they gave the surgery Zach had, took such a nasty toll,
So strong and brave an uncommon Warrior with a lions roaring soul,
A promise made to my dear Son, such loving words from a Dad at bed,
Sacred love I gave to protect and keep him safe, always is what I said,
The cost no matter, I would surely die in the defence of my Son, my Zach,
He too said remember my Dad, I have always got your back,
From the darkest depths this monster came, with only one plan it had,
To destroy our little boy, to take him form his loving Mom and Dad,
On bended knee with the Holy Book held so high for God to see,
My shattered broken heart and soul, please give our Zach to me,
Please God, help me keep my promise, and send this disease to hell,
Do not take our Zach, please leave him here, forever I would tell,
Standing tall on the highest peak, I would yell, your name the world to hear,
God is real, he's waiting for us in Heaven, there is nothing we should fear,
He did not answer me, I have never heard his voice or even felt his grace,
Left alone, overwhelming sadness, surrounds our family place,
Dear God why, please tell me, there has to be a reason you chose to hurt us so,
Why in Jesus name my Lord, has our Zach been called to go,
It is me Zach's father who deserves to die, my name should be on your list,
I am so old and sore, there is nothing left for anyone to miss,
All I ask is for you to return my Son, to his Mom, his Brothers and Sister please,
Again you see me Lord, with broken heart and begging on my knees,
Just one more loving look, and a forever lasting kiss to my wife, and my children is what I ask,
In your Heaven, to walk with our Saviour, your love and forgiveness someday I hope to bask,
Twenty one years and fifty one days on this earth we had our sweet and loving Zach,
Again I pray my Lord to be with my Son, and feel his arms so strong around my back,
I love you so much my little man, my Zach, I miss you so very much!
I know it has again been awhile since I have sat down and wrote about our Zach, I guess I start like this when I do find the words. There have been so many events and memorials planned for our Zachary Andrew Cook, and with great thanks to many as always, we have been blessed to have seen wishes come true. My Donna made contact with Zach's High School, at Carleton, and through meetings with the school councillor the first year of the "Essence of Zach Cook" scholarship was awarded to a very special young lady who is graduating in just a few days. As per the requirements of the award, the recipient must be an Honour student and be enrolling into an apprenticeship program to become a Journeyman Carpenter, or pursue a career in the trades. Zach obtained Honours with Great Distinction throughout his High school days and could have attended any University of his choice, but as his great Grandfather, and Grandfather before him he was very talented with his hands and loved to create things he could see, and this is where he found great happiness. Soon after the scholarship was presented, the next major project in Zach's memory and for our family was our involvement with the "Relay for Life" charity walk to raise money and awareness of all cancers. Zach's "Team Cookerino" was very busy with fund raisers and collecting donations for this special cause, and we are very proud to announce that Team Cookerino was awarded the "Saphire" award for raising the second highest amount of money by a team. This was only possible through all of Zach's friends and our generous family members. Team Captain Rayne, Zachs's big sister made sure all went according to plan and now we can start to plan for next year.
As March came, and with it the greatest sadness of our lives on the 13th, I thought how hard it would be not to see my Zach on the ball field for the first time since he was a little boy. As you all know, playing ball was the passion of Zach's life, after family and friends. We had noticed that all the diamonds were named after sponsor's from our community and I wondered if it would be possible to give Zach the honour of having one of the fields forever named "Zach Cook Field". After contacting one of Zach's teams a discussion started to try and do just that. Teams talking to the League, League to the City and then a meeting with both to finalize the process. Thanks to all of those who were involved, the official dedication took place on Friday the 9th of June. The City had arranged for a proper unveil and dedication and Zach's teammates ensured all the players were in attendance. The only problem was that a massive rain storm was brewing and the darkened skies did not look promising. Donna and I headed out to the diamonds regardless in case there was any chance of going ahead with the re-naming, we knew Zach's teammates would be there no matter what, so even though we could keep the rain off the windshield we continued out to the park. The sky grew darker, a menacing black and dark blue, rain and high winds, water across the highway causing hydroplaning, we both agreed there would have to be a rescheduling, Donna smiled and said "maybe our Zach is busy and can't make his dedication". When we finally pulled into the ball park there were just a couple of vehicles and the rain continued to change the area into what looked more like a swamp than a baseball diamond. Others arrived and we all agreed that the weather was just to severe to stand outside for photos and speeches. But as we sat in the car, at exactly 5:56 pm, only four minutes before the start of the event, the rain just stopped, as if someone had turned off the tap, the sky literally opened briefly revealing the most bright intense light, yes shining on the new "Zach Cook Field"! Donna and I again looked at each other knowing that our little man, our Zach was here, everyone said they felt the same way. I could not speak on behalf of my Donna, or anyone else, but I could feel Zach standing right with us, I could see him standing at second base, with his ear to ear crocked grin, and piercing blue grey eyes. A little drama with the weather made for conversation of Zach, making sure we were all there, and experiencing his love! Many photographs were taken, and words shared by us all, but it was when Zach's Mom began to talk to the CTV television reporter, that I saw a smile of happiness on her pretty face, a light in her eyes that I had not seen since Zach passed, and for just those very special few minutes the overwhelming sadness stood down. I am so proud of how strong she stood, words from a Mom who is mourning the loss of her baby son, words of love, respect, hope, and gratefulness that now our Zach has his own Ball Diamond, both here with us, and in Heaven. Three magnificent signs with "Zach Cook Field" posted on the outfields and behind home plate. Even Zach's little puppy Brutus seemed to be looking upwards to see how much time we had before the rain returned, and as if he was looking for his Buddy Zach. There were many emotions shared, but there is no doubt Zach was so very proud of his Mom, for again showing us all she could find the strength to talk about him even through her deep sadness. I held her even closer than I have been, and told her how much I love her, that we all did, just the way Zach would have wanted it, the perfect dedication to a young man who continues to inspire us all, especially me as I try to be a better man, try to be more "Like Zach" as Donna says to everyone. There are so many events to plan, charities to organize, we will continue to stand on the highest hill, using the strongest voices so that our loving Zach will never be forgotten, and as he wished, a treatment or even a CURE will be found very soon to save others. Zach and all the other special Angels, his new friends, will be here with us, all we have to do is to believe, to love each other, and know that the dark days of sadness that continue to overwhelm us may someday be brighter, I miss you so much Zach, my loneliness is crushing me, but I promise I will look after Mom, and Rayne and Riley, and someday we will all hear your incredible voice again, and hold you tighter than ever before, God Bless everyone, and please remember, You Are Not Alone, and Never Surrender!
December of 2016 brought with it many ups and down in our Zach's fight with the heartache we knew as DSRCT, but each day brought renewed strength and unwavering faith, never ever believing we would not have the miracle that our family, and literally thousands had been praying for. We had continued writing back and forth with a well known Doctor/Scientist at MD Anderson Hospital in Houston, Texas, as she had advised of a Clinical study that finally would take our Zach and we readied everything to fight even harder, if it was possible in the United States. Before we left while waiting to receive the initial start date, there was the most important celebration our family always went all out with, Christmas, the birth of our Saviour, of course Zach would have us decorate and celebrate as if he wasn't sick, and that is exactly what we did. There was something else that worried us this 2016 Christmas, Zach's big Brother was stationed over seas on a deployment with the Canadian Armed Forces and for the first time our family was not all together in twenty six years, so Zach said we should have two Christmas's, one on December the 26th of course, and then a second family celebration when Riley returned from duty in January. Our family made huge plans for Riley returning, and bringing Zach's special little Nephew Kane with him home to really have our second family Christmas, and a late second Birthday party for Kane. The most special times were had with us all together!
Christmas took on new meaning last year, Zach was still with us, God was with us, and we knew that we would be heading to Texas now on the 5th of January of this year to sit with the Dr.s at MD Anderson and begin a new long regiment of treatment with some experimental drugs and ideas. Zach was very tired now, but somehow found the energy to make the trip south, I will never forget the look on his face as we arrived at the front of the building, and I asked him if he could believe we were finally at MD Anderson. Our joy and happiness though was short lived once we met with the lead Dr. of the clinical trial. She advised that the study was producing very disappointing results, and therefore she did not want Zach to start a program that could now prove in anyway beneficial to his treatment and survival. She told us to return to Canada and again try another round of the revised P6 treatment in a further effort to reduce the tumour size, and then return to Houston a few weeks down the road to possibly join a different study that she believed would give our Zach a better chance at beating the disease. Devastated was not a strong enough word to describe how we felt, and we returned to the hotel. The only loving thing that happened in Texas was reuniting with our very special friends the Wistners, who were more like southern family members. Robb and Laurene took us in and stayed in our hearts the few days we were there, and thanks to their love and support we were actually stronger flying home to Canada. Zach knew that he was going home with Mom and Dad, and we were putting together another plan, but Zach agreed to starting another round of the very harsh P6 chemo, even though he knew how very hard it would be on him. Our brave young Zach took the poison of chemo one last time into his tired body, and AGAIN he fought, but as a result the neutropenia also returned and took away Zach's immune system leaving him so very vulnerable again. He had lost so much weight, was unable to properly eat, or drink, and found it so hard to climb the stairs to his room. Donna and I spent many nights curled up in our bedroom, Zach between us watching his favorite shows, with his "Brutus" sleeping right against him. We could always hold Zach's hand, kiss his soft bald head, and remind him in a soft voice that God was with him, and that so many people were right there with us, sending prayers and love.
As we waited for news of another study, we continued our dialogue with Dr. Pete Anderson of the Cleveland Hospital, and many others around the world as we had been doing for many many months, never to surrender, and never alone, we did everything possible to get nourishment into our little boy, and he tried so very hard to continue to stay with us. The Dr.s could not believe Zach was still fighting, and one even suggested that the best option was to do nothing, can you imagine how we all felt when the lead Oncologist told Zach that just doing nothing was also an option. I do not believe there is a Mother or Father who would accept that there was not a specialist out there somewhere who wouldn't help us. Hope had not left us, Zach said he would not give up, we knew this, but of course our family knew how very sick he had become. Zach was holding on we believe more for us, Mom and Dad, Rayne, Riley and Glenn, his little niece Kristyn, and his special nephews Kane and Andrew. Each day brought more sadness, but still a feeling of love and wonderment that our Zach was still with us on this earth, more time together, every single loving minute together, every breath more special than the previous one, and every rare smile captured to be remembered forever by us all. Zach had always told Donna and I that he wanted to be at home, no more trips to the hospital or clinic, no more travel anywhere, he knew it was almost time to reach out to the Angels, to let them take him to God, instead of pushing them away, as we thought he must be. Zach told his Mom that he truly believed he had a great life, he was not angry or sad, that he had a good run, that he was grateful for the time he had. Only he could say these words to comfort his Mom, knowing she would tell others of her Son's bravery, and unselfish way he looked at life, his life.
There was never a doubt that when the very sad time came, that our Zach would pass to the heavens at home, his home that meant so much to him, but on the morning of March the 13th, 2017, Zach knew he was in need of help in the hospital and we had our precious son taken by ambulance to Hospital in Prince Albert. Zach's Mom holding his left hand, and me his Dad holding his right, with my hand on his chest we prayed, and kissed him so gently with all the love we could, Mom telling him it was okay, he could sleep now, and when he awoke both Mom and Dad would be right there, as we always have. I prayed to our God in Heaven to take away all of our Zach's pain, all of his fear, and give him the life with Jesus he so deserved! As Zach's Mom and I held him, he took his last breath on this earth, and went to a much better place, no more pain, strong again, able to run, and throw, and be loved by our Lord. There will not be a greater sadness for us, for a Mother and a Father, a Brother or a Sister, Zach is our Son, we love him so deeply, how could we possibly live a life here without his physical presence, we must hope and believe he is home where he was called, accepting that now he is safe from disease, pain and fear.
Now we are preparing for the Southern hope, "The Lone Star State" Texas, and our long awaited Clinical Trial for our Zach
Finally after so many questions, thousands of prayers and sleepless nights Zach and our family has been given the best possible news, and confirmation that our Son will be part of a phase two clinical study involving the immunotherapy protocol that we have read about many months ago. It seems as though someone has heard our plea for help, the message has finally been given to the Doctors and Scientists of MD Anderson that there is a special young man in Saskatchewan, Canada who needs them! The young people who have this disease are so few, and our Zach is the very first diagnosed case of DSRCT EVER, in this province! I have always believed that because Zach is the only case here that he would stand out to those who are treating the disease, and that word would have come along time ago that he was required to attend this storied medical facility. So we have waited, worried, scared, angry.........why has the call not come, I truly began to think this incredible place of healing didn't really exist. So now we have been chosen to go south and attend MDA for a day of registration and maybe a week or so of testing and preparation, at this time we really are not sure. Expecting a comforting call from the hospital was disappointing I guess, I had expected a more welcome tone, or even a "can't wait to meet Zach", but as always I hope for to much, after all MDA is a place of business, not just a saving grace for very sick children. We learned this shortly after our first conversations with down south, treatment would be a staggering 1.3 to 1.5 million U.S. dollars, and that was no means the final number, just a heads up as to what we were expected to come up financially. The first visit which will be our Zach's first official visit on the 18th of January, 2017 will be at a cost of around 25,000.00 U.S. There will be no conversation or update to what the treatment will be until this money is paid. I suppose I must sound bitter at this point, really I am not, and I am certainly not surprised as we did know this some time ago, but I have felt the coldness of the business side of saving lives, and it makes me wonder why. Nothing in life is ever free as they say, and science and miracle drugs will come at a very high cost, its really sad that Insurance companies in Canada only pay for treatment for your child if they become ill while far away from home, but absolutely no coverage if your loved one has a very rare cancer and the best hope is in another Country. We have petitioned our Canadian government, the Provincial government and anyone else who we thought may have an interest in saving a young man who has so much to offer this world. I write today not to sound desperate, and I am not on bended knee begging for mercy from a government agency, I am just doing what Zach wanted me to do, from the first day, and that is to raise awareness for others, increasing the chance for survival by early diagnosis. We as Zach's parents of course will do everything and anything to ensure he continues to have the very best treatment known to destroy this horrible disease, just like all Mom's and Dad's would do. As you all have read on this page, we have reached out to the very best of the best, and have left no curing stone left unturned, God has blessed us with the most incredible oncologists, surgeons, radiologists, nursing staff and all the helping folks who arrange for all the treatment and appointments! Our family Doctor remains the most caring loving man, it was Dr. Gord Surkan who discovered the lump in our Zach's abdomen and made sure all the important testing was done as soon as possible, and continues to heal Zach every time he ends up in the hospital suffering from neutropenia, the most dangerous time during treatment because the bodies defences are almost non-existent. The nursing staff in the ER and the nurses working the wards are really amazing loving people who genuinely care for Zach always. Zach is somehow still waiting patiently next door to where I am writing this, there are hard days, and longer nights, but the young man who will have his CURE never ever gives up, not a hint of defeat, so ready to get on with the immunotherapy, finally!
I know our Rainbow has started fund raising and there has been such an amazing response to her request, one day I promise I will thank you all one by one, and I absolutely know that standing right with Donna and I will be my little man, our Zach, hugging you all in the loving way only he can! The P6 regiment of chemo continues for now, and we will be on the plane January 17th flying southbound, with renewed hope for the special medicine and treatment that will finally provide the CURE for our Zach, and all who love him. When I was blessed to have Zach call me Dad I knew I would watch him do so much good, excel at every task he took on, but not in my worst dreams did I think he would have to deal with battling a disease that has only effected just hundreds of young people in the entire world, and fight he has, he always will, and with the continued love and support, and loud prayers, he will win, we all know he will win, and better days are ahead Our family prays for all who suffer from DSRCT, and Zach wants to be the patient who helps many others find their CURE! From Zach, Donna, Rayne, Riley and me, we say God Bless you all, we love you, take good care and be safe.
There are so many things that we learn as we grow older, that is how our God designed us, especially if we are blessed with children. There was never a time though I ever imagined I would know what the words Gemcitabine or Doxetaxel stood for, or that these harsh chemicals would be allowed to curse through the veins of any of my children, not my little man Zach, ever! On the 27th of September we decided that our Zach would begin a new chemo regiment, a new treatment, and this is where we encountered the "Gem" and "Dox", as I write these words I am shaking my head. As with all the treatment protocol Zach makes the final decision as to whether or not we move forward with the new words, he will always be my little boy, but I am reminded that he is a young man now, and it is he that is being treated.
It's hard to believe that Halloween is here again today, normally a fun time for us all, watching the little ones walk up the steps to the house with their Mom or Dad, cute costumes and tender voices yelling out "Trick or Treat", but the sadness that we feel hangs around the doorway, I wonder if those that come to the house can see the concern on my face. But no matter, for those few moments I can see my kids at that age, feel the excitement and hear their loving voices without a worry. I think as parents we will always see our kids as if they were small, happy and healthy. As with other special occasions throughout the year, the meaning has been lost a bit, to thoughts of more serious matters, and our continued battle with this disease. I shouldn't feel guilty when I am able to laugh, or fade away to other thoughts that make me smile, but I do, I'm sure we all do at times. Most importantly Halloween this year like last year means "New" scans, which bring the answers to how effective the latest drug has worked stopping the cancer, and reducing the size of the tumours. This year we will have Zach in for P.E.T. scans this Thursday the 3rd of November and will know the findings hopefully by the next day! Zach has made it clear that if the Gem and the Dox have done their jobs he wishes to stay on this chemo regiment, and if not than the next option is the Clinical Study that he is eligible for at MD Anderson Cancer Center in Houston Texas, the hospital we have consulted with since Zach was diagnosed. We learned of what is called the "Phase Two Multi-arm Clinical Study to Test Efficacy of Immunotherapeutic Sarcoma Sub-types, yes it is a real mouth full for sure. We should know very soon if our Zach will be excepted to the study, and than the new words will be Durvalumab and Tremelimumab. MD Anderson has provided lots of information with regard to explaining how the study will move forward and the risks involved, and of course the unknowns, so many times we have heard this word. All cancers are serious and treatment can be dangerous, with this DSRCT there seems to be more risk, and certainly more worry when you are dealing with limited testing of new drugs. There will be new challenges for sure if this is the direction taken to find the CURE for our Zach, but as he says each time, yes lets do it! If the CURE leads us to Texas than Zach, Donna and I will most likely live down south for several months while the treatment is administered. So in a few days we will learn where the three of us will lay our heads each night, I can truly say I am sure wherever we are we will get as much sleep as we do at home in Saskatchewan, very little. Sleep does not come easy any more, I guess it hasn't for some time now. Short bursts of restless times, eyes closed so I guess it would be classified as "sleep". Still after all these many months I can still awake and have just that split second of time where I have not yet realized that it is not a nightmare that has passed, but a horrible dream that our family walks in every minute of each day. Such a rush of fear, and then the anger, more praying, so much prayer, still unanswered questions as before. Middle of the night looking out into the darkness, but always within a few feet of my Zach! Donna is on guard as always, the smallest sound wakens her, not one time has she not been there when we need her. Zach and his Mom, fighting together, loving each other only the way Mothers and Sons understand, so close. I am able to deal with the anger and uncertainty because of my Donna, and the incredible bravery shown by Zach, and his unwavering smile. Our family has such a strong inner will to find victory, now more than ever, Rayne and Riley, big sister and brother, and oldest Son Glenn and wife Jesse. It is our Zach, our youngest child who leads by example with such courage, determination and readiness for this unseen challenge, I love you so very much my Zach, we are so blessed to have you show us the way. We have got this, God is with us always, like we decided many months ago, never surrender, and we will find your CURE!
To all of you who continue to follow and pray for Zach and our family I want you to know again, we are so very grateful for you, for your prayers and the hope you give us every day! November will reveal many things to our family, and with your loving support we will continue to take on this challenge with victory in sight, be safe and God Bless you all
It has been 444 days since our Zach was diagnosed with DSRCT, the day that forever changed his life, and so many others who love him. It has been 46 days since I sat and wrote to update all of our Zach's supporters about what has transpired. The sun is trying to break through the heavy fog, and I can hear the world waking to start another day, just as we have this morning. Zach is sleeping soundly in the next room, hopefully dreaming of good things, and healing with God's hands around him.
Every night after he falls asleep, mostly very late, I quietly enter his room to listen to him breath, and gently put my hand on his leg or shoulder to reassure him that he will never be alone. It is then that I say my most special prayers for him, questioning and begging for help from our God. If not for the light colored hair you wouldn't know that Zach is at war with such a rare cancer. Every night he goes to sleep with the same strength and courage he has shown since the start of diagnosis and treatment, never showing anyone that he is ill, or tired out from another full day of claiming victory over this disease, and every day is a victory! Zach has been taking a new medication for the past 6 weeks which is supposed to slow the blood flow to the lymph nodes in his chest that show signs of disease, causing the growth to halt. This is what we pray the scans will show the end of September. Once the spread of the disease happens, then options such as high dose radiation are possible, which would take place in Cleveland, with Dr. Pete Anderson. Radiation that would destroy the cancer in the nodes, which is the ultimate goal of this treatment.
There are other methods of treatment that we are considering, including a consult with Dr. Lucy Ormerod, who is a Doctor of Naturopathic Medicine, which would look at this disease in a different way. Zach knows that there are other ways to approach treatment which he has read about and studied over the last 14 months. To successfully fight a horrible disease as this, families much be open to any and all forms of attacking the cause and crushing it, no matter where we must travel, it will be done. Again, the final say is with Zach, and we as a family help make the best informed choices every step along the way. Family has become so important, we were always very close, but found an incredible courage and strength together. This past weekend Donna and I were blessed to have all of our children home, and under the same roof once again, what a wonderful happy time it was. To hold them all in my arms, and feel the comfort family brings always amazes me. Holding my little Grandson Kane on my lap, to kiss his ear, touch his soft face, and to look into his bright blue eyes, you could almost hear him say that everything would be alright. Uncle Zach can feel Kane's energy too, the smile on his face when Kane laughs shows this every time! Loving words from his sister Rayne, and good natured ribbing and competition from his big brother Riley, recharge Zach, this time is most important during treatment and healing. Zach laughing so hard tears run down his face, his great sense of humour undamaged by what he endures, his smile reassuring us all that he is okay, and giving everyone around him courage. Zach helping others, can you imagine such a sick young man, never complaining, and more concerned for others than himself! I have written about this before, and even after all he has been through over these 444 days and nights, Zach stands tall, brave and loving. This is partly why I needed to write today, to tell all of you who support Zach, that we need you more than ever, it is in our nature to reach out to those who need us, to consul, love and pray for them, time does not stand still, Zach needs you all. Please pray harder than ever before, tell others about what Zach is going through to raise the awareness Zach has asked for, and please continue to reach out to him, in anyway you can to show him you are still there, that you still care!
On the 23rd of this month Donna and I will take Zach to Seattle Washington to see his favorite team play football. The Seahawks against the San Francisco 49er`s, what a game it will be. We will explore every corner of the city, making memories that will last forever. A well needed break for all of us, some `normal' time, if there is such a thing. A trip planned for many months, and now Zach knows it is happening, he is so excited, so are we. When we return, the results of the PET scans will be known, this will determine our next course of action, and action there will be, no matter the circumstance. Zach is winning because of who he is, who God made him to be, so many people saying this is all part of the plan God has for him. You are all part of that plan, and I know you will walk with him always, day and night. Rainy days, or Sun shining, friends, family and all others, the love and caring support you show our Zach makes a huge difference, you must all know this, God Bless you all, good news is coming, I can feel the warmth of hope and prayers!
Hello everyone my name is Jim Cook, and I am Zach's Dad. The whole purpose behind this blog is to be able to reach out to families that are going through treatment for this rare cancer, and actually all cancers! Our family would be honored to hear all your stories and follow along as your loved ones seeks treatment. We will be sharing our Son Zach's journey as we as a family move forward in our search for the best treatment and CURE for our Zach!