My Mother’s Caregivers Were More Like Family Than Employees

“At ninety-one, my mother didn’t want a caregiver, and she wouldn’t even consider moving into an assisted living facility. She was fiercely independent and stubborn. She’d continue living at home alone in her tiny town (30 minutes away from the nearest hospital) without any help.

However, her body wasn’t cooperating — the body she’d kept fit by walking five miles every day was breaking down and starting to betray the trust she put in it. And in her head, mental illness and dementia battled it out, and what had been charmingly eccentric before were scary delusions . . .”

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