As a major caregiver for my mother, the person suffering from perception dementia, life is difficult to say. It was something to not have your mother there, another thing to see her going through something bad. No need to say, life is a bit of tension. Life has been trapped in a trail for the past two years. But, for me, I am always a fan of this ‘schedule’. I felt like this helped me against the stress and honesty, I counted my blessings that my body did not keep me damaged. That’s what I think. A good day, I could feel my heart pounding and disoriented. My hand was clam and cold, which I thought about the weather. Yes, I felt exhausted late, but who did not feel like that? Until my doctor told me that I was worried by an attack. The next thing I knew, he wrote the name of an anti -anxious pill must be taken on an emergency basis. When we talked, he explained to me that it could be a symptom of PTSD (stress disorder after injury), which is very common in caring and those who experience injury. I was surprised and broken in front of the doctor. I remember telling him, “It was all okay in the past, what now? How could this happen?!” Acceptance is not easy. It is not the worst medical diagnosis in the world but in many ways, it is the most shocking thing for me. I am not ready to believe that my mother’s condition also makes me sick. How can I wrong with me? How to stress found in it? That is the care. It was a watch work, and a large part there. As a caregiver, you often forget that taking care of your health and health is also very important. Everything was pushed to the side. Care can teach you the ability to recover and a lot of patience but also bring a lot of unwanted emotions, rejection and negative. You experience all this but don’t realize that makes you bother you. I have experienced symptoms, but the sense of sin does not allow me to do so. I didn’t tell anyone about it, at first. Instead, I continued around the third day because there was no point of waiting, right? As the caregiver, we tend to forget ourselves. It’s easy to become so passionate about taking care of others so much that you neglect your own physical and emotional health. Many caregivers feel “guilty” if they spend more time with themselves than for those who need assistance. Even when talking about the “burden” of care, and it is still a little difficult for me. Deep, I always think- If not me, who else would do it? Press the pause button to check itself, it seems difficult and most of us would rather leave it. You start withdrawing from activities, breaking your sleep, feeling restless and often neglecting your own needs. A study said that a 39% caregiver encountered symptoms of bad mental health, just to realize it was too late. Depression affects 20 to 40% of all caregivers, with women who are more likely to develop symptoms than men. I found out late, and I am sure that many of you have done. But if there’s something I want to tell other caregivers to read this or those who are looking for their friends, remember that you can’t go back to time, reverse everything or invent a kind. Medicines, but you can always find some happiness and hope to survive if you take care of yourself. Taking care of yourself is also a priority. Let’s go out for help, find combining support groups and ways to free that emotional trap. Do not do everything alone. If you are a friend of a caregiver, remember to ask how they are doing and participate with any help you can provide and comfort alone does not help much.
