An essay for carers

Why I will always treasure the healthcare pros who came into our lives when Burt got ill.

There is a diminishment that comes with dementia.

The dementia sufferer and the family who loves him see their quality of life plummet.

It happens over time, but it also is evident early on, sometimes on day one.

The healthcarers- from his aides, and therapists, my social workers to his medical teams- they kept us living our best lives.

Day in and day out, Burt spent a chunk of his day with his aide. The last many months, it was R who provided him both care and companionship. I am eternally grateful to her and will always carry her in my heart.

It wasn’t always easy caring for Burt. I think even he recognized that.

Her love for him was evident to us both.

Earlier in his LBD career, Burt had a slew of home attendants. He initially needed a companion so I could venture out. Many of these many were wonderful, too.

It was his R who saw us through to the end of the journey. She gets special mention.

Published by therealtamara

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One thought on “An essay for carers

  1. Healthcare workers are a special breed of goodness that God uses every single day, in so many ways. I can understand the depth of your gratefulness, love… hugs

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