Hopefully you can relate

I’ve lived with my grandmother all my life, up until her death. Her health took a down turn and she was bedbound for the last seven years of her life. During that time, my Dad was her sole carer.

Seven years looks like sepsis, pneumonia, aspiration pneumonia, one global pandemic, two near death experiences, countless ambulance calls. It’s knowing how the person is from the sound of the footsteps as my Dad went up the stairs.

It’s seven cruel winters, and seven cruel summers, always oscillating between the fear of pneumonia and the fear of heatstroke. 

It’s ordinary, extraordinary days.

But I just want to say, you are doing an incredible job, and showing people incredible witness. Even if you don’t always see the latter, trust me, the ripples are there. They’re always there. 

Thinking of anyone who is a carer or lives with someone who is being taken care of 🙂

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