Caregiver For Cancer
I've become a caregiver.
If someone was taking applications for caregiver I'd never get the job. After 26 months of on the job experience I still don't know if I'm well suited for my new role. New challenges appear weekly and change like weather patterns. My life flows with the 'weather patterns' guiding me and I realize each and every day that I'm not in charge of much of anything. I react to the circumstances,...adapt....redirect resources and my time.
I balance what resources I have between an ill wife and two teenagers. There's no book or manual to read on what to do. I do find comfort at times learning about others that have traveled down this road but there's precious little that I can find. (I ended up here looking for other's stories)
I often meet folks from other families at the treatment centers. An observation I've made... it's usually customary to say who you are with and why you are 'here' when you meet people who have brought someone to treatment. The conversation then extends to something far away... about children or a life experience... as if both of us are giving each other a mental vacation, if even for a few minutes while our paths are crossing at this improbable place.
I used to walk or ride a bicycle but it gives my mind too much time. I cannot read much either. Keeping mentally busy keeps me from reflecting too much on what could drag me back into depression.