With the permisison of the Tyrakowski Family, I am setting up this account in loving memory of their precious and sweet baby girl, Avery. 

As they grieve the unexpected and sudden loss of their sweet girl, I ask that you all please join me in raising up this family by helping with expenses ( Medical, Funeral, Etc. ). 

At the very least we can lift the financial burden from their shoulders so they can focus on mourning the loss of their precious daughter.

Any amount of money that you can donate is helpful, whether it's $5, $50, $500 or $5000, any contribution helps and is truly and deeply appreciated.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and I hope you will be moved to donate today.

With Love,
Nicole Churchin

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THE STORY: 

Hello Loved ones,

I have been going back and forth on whether I want to tell the story of what happened to our lovely little girl Avery. I had mixed emotions but from a parental stand point I can understand that if you have little ones you would want to know what happened. Maybe in the hope to protect your little ones from the same horrible accident. So I will relive the events that took my baby girl away from us in the hope that it might help others and at least give you some solace.

It was a Saturday and we had just put down Avery for her afternoon nap. As always we had the baby monitor on and were checking it periodically. I was grabbing a shower when I heard my wife screaming like I have never heard her scream, I thought that someone had broken into the house and was try to murder my entire family, I had no idea what was going on. I ran out of the shower with her holding Avery’s lifeless little body, she was blue. Tracey started doing compressions as I called 911. No response or change from Avery as we waited on emergency vehicles. My son ran out and flagged down the county sheriff, she took over compression until the EMT’s arrived. Still no change, they picked her up, ran and jumped into the back of the ambulance. They headed to the hospital and I grabbed my 10 year old and followed behind. We then watched the doctors and nurses work to get her heart started for next 15 minutes. At this point she had been without oxygen to her brain for at least 30 minutes. They started preparing us for what I already trying to accept that my little girl had left this world. Just as they were about to call the time of death her little heart started pumping. They then rushed her to the Children’s hospital and spent the next 3 days trying to stabilize her enough so we could get her an MRI to find out if there was any brain activity and what our options were. The doctors had already told us that it was very unlikely that she would recover from this but I wanted to see proof.

When we finally got Avery in to get her MRI it showed that the brain damage was so severe that the only thing that she would be able to do is breath with the help of a ventilator. She was breathing on her own but had since stopped. Watching my baby girl in this state for around a week was painfully numbing, I cannot describe it. We had to then make the decision of taking her off life support as there was no hope for recovery. They took her off the ventilator and let us hold her together as she went to the Lord. We will never forget this little blessing that we were able to only get to know for a short while. Everyday has been a struggle and we are trying to hold it together the best that we can. My wife and I have a strong relationship, amazing friend and family so I would say we are going to make it through this.

So how did this happen? Avery was able to reach behind her crib and grab the power cord for the camera on the baby monitor under her crib. She pulled it through the slats on the crib, somehow hooked it over her head, and was strangled by the cord. We were monitoring her but the angle of the camera made it look as if she was sitting up when in fact she was being held up by the cord. We were the most careful parents in everything’s we did, well we thought we were, If you can do it no cords anyway in your babies room. We may never forgive ourselves but I hope that maybe this can help others, so way, somehow.

Love you all,

Bill Tyrakowski (Avery’s Daddy)