I’ve been taking care of my mother for five years now.
She thinks I’m her caregiver.
She has Alzheimer’s disease.
Every morning she tells me, “You’re so kind. My daughter would never take care of me like this.”
And every time, I just nod.
Then I go cry in the bathroom.
She thinks I’m her caregiver.
She has Alzheimer’s disease.
Every morning she tells me, “You’re so kind. My daughter would never take care of me like this.”
And every time, I just nod.
Then I go cry in the bathroom.