i have worked in a mental health facility for 14 yrs and, although it can be rewarding, it can also take a toll on you as well. couple that with looking after my disabled sister, who has arthritis and avascular necrosis of the talus, among other things, and sometimes i am just drained. it's not that i don't have sympathy or compassion for those i take care of, i really do. but sometimes i miss the days when my sister was more independent and could do more, everything for herself. she's not totally disabled or wheelchair bound, but her physical problems prevent her from working, walking or standing on her feet for too long. so that's where i come in to do housework, laundry, shopping etc. sometimes i wish i had a caregiver, someone to help ease the load on me. sometimes i cry because of the pain she experiences and i feel helpless because there is nothing i can do to ease it for her. we just try to take it one day at a time. i guess that's all we can do.