I learned the hard way that my weakness is my strength. My Father had become bedridden from a massive stroke unable to speak or care for himself. In an instant I had to learn how to be a caregiver of my parent. But this is not how it is supposed to be right? This is a growing concern for many, how will I care for my aging parents and how will I handle the unexpected. These are legitimate questions for sure but I had no time to think, I had to process quickly and learn how to change, roll, bathe, put a harness on him and lift him with a special lift to a chair and administer medicine via a gastric tube and needle. Wow, to say the least it was not easy but I did it. My brother and sister were a huge help in this process eventually allowing me to step away when I became chronically ill with Lupus and dealing with a chronic ill child as well. It took illness to know that my strength in holding on to care for him with my all, really was my weakness as I had to deal with a chronic ill child, 2 jobs and college courses at the same time. My Father lived for 14 years bedridden under our care. He passed in 2013.
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