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Sherman David Harris

Meridian, TX, USA

December 3, 1946 - October 1, 2021

Dec 3, 1946 - Oct 1, 2021

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James and I hate asking for help but at this point we have no other choice. As many of y'all know we have been taking care of my father-in-law for a while now and a few months back we called in hospice. I ended up with covid and they had sent him to respite care so he was not exposed and I could heal. While in respite care he ended up being sent to the hospital and his 5-day stay turned into more like 14 away from the house. The entire time he was there he told anyone who would listen how he needed to come home. He came home Tuesday afternoon and was in a good mood. Wednesday was probably the best day we have had with him in years. He was telling jokes laughing and just all around a really good day. He told me numerous times how great he felt. I didn't realize at the point that was the good day before everything went downhill. When I woke up Thursday morning Sherman seemed a little off he was jerking a lot and was not able to feed his self so I fed him. He was still in a good mood and gave me a hard time about not turning on his favorite wrestling. Around lunch time my son Zachary Harris went to give him lunch and came in and told me something was wrong with his catheter. I went in there and there was blood in his catheter and I noticed there hadn't been much urine output. Sherman had a bad habit of pulling on his catheter and I thought he had pulled it out of his bladder. I tried to ask him if he was in pain but at this point he was staring off into the corner smiling at things that I couldn't see. I truly thought he was just getting an infection so I called hospice and told them something was wrong with his catheter. I had to run my son to work real quick and I was gone a total of 15 minutes and when I home thing's had changed. His oxygen was really low his heart rate was low in the 40s and his eyes look glossy and scared. When the poor hospice man arrived he had expected just to come in and change his catheter and instead he came into me being a complete mess. I had been trying to get ahold of my husband to let him know things weren't looking good and I just felt alone and scared.. when hospice came in and looked at him they said we needed to call in family because it was getting close to time. I finally broke down and called my husband's job . They called in some meds to make him comfortable. The kids all got to talk to him and spend time with him .James got in some good time with him and everyone went to bed. His pain meds was only good for about an hour and a half two hours tops so I stayed up and made sure he had his meds all throughout the night. His blood sugar kept dropping because obviously he wasn't eating so I kept giving him this paste that I would rub on his gums just trying anything to keep him alive long enough for everyone to get their goodbyes. Let's be honest I also didn't want to be the one to find him .I didn't want to be the one to have to tell my husband that his dad had passed. We did have a few really touching moments throughout the night where I could tell he was there and honestly happy. I played our John Denver song that we loved so much it put a smile on his face and it took the fear out of his eyes. In the morning his hospice nurse showed up to evaluate him and informed us it was just a matter of time she did not see him making it to the end of her shift more or less the end of today. We went in there and she held his hand and told him how grateful she was that she got to care for him and how she wasn't going anywhere she was going to make sure we were okay and it was okay to leave. We hugged she said she was going to go take care of a few other patients that she is sure I would be calling her by the end of the day. As she was leaving Sherman's aide came into bathe him. We sat down and talked about what was going on and we cried we probably weren't talking 5-10 minutes tops and I decided to walk her back to the room. When we walked back to the room it looked like he was just sleeping with his mouth open.I went and rubbed on his chest to inform him that she was there he wasn't responding . My brain was not getting it I was not understanding he was gone so I kept telling him he needed to wake up because his nurse was here. The look on her face was pure devastation and shock when she proceeded to tell me that he had passed away. A wave of emotions went over me. How was I going to tell my husband I was going to be strong I was going to get him through this that was the plan . The plan changed I fall to the floor screaming as my husband runs into the room. He passed away technically at 11:15 his official death was 11:40 Oct 1st. We went to to meet with the funeral home today and his cremation and death certificate is almost $1,900 and that is just a basic cremation no service nothing. We are desperately trying to raise the money to give him the send off that this father grandfather and friend deserves. Anything you could help with Contribute