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Thevy29 · 41-45, M
@SWUser123 I was in the first year of a Chef Apprenticeship when my Uncle was diagnosed with cancer. He was the primary care giver for Grandma at the time and already had some support in place. I changed to Aged care and Enrolled nursing. Posed as one of the day time carers, since Grandma didn't recognise me. I helped out during the day till he got home from work.
The Next door neighbours gave me a room to board in, so I was always close at hand. Grandma had a stroke 2 years later and we couldn't manage her at home and had to place her in a facility. I got a part time job there too and Uncle visited daily. I moved in with Uncle and took care of the house. He was devastated when she passed away 3 years after that. And he died a year later in 2009.
I never felt burdened. It gave me purpose. When I left Highschool I couldn't find a job, ended up on the street too depressed to see a way forward. The Chef course was the first available option. And then uncle got his diagnoses and there was no other choice, they were family. You do what you can for family.
The Next door neighbours gave me a room to board in, so I was always close at hand. Grandma had a stroke 2 years later and we couldn't manage her at home and had to place her in a facility. I got a part time job there too and Uncle visited daily. I moved in with Uncle and took care of the house. He was devastated when she passed away 3 years after that. And he died a year later in 2009.
I never felt burdened. It gave me purpose. When I left Highschool I couldn't find a job, ended up on the street too depressed to see a way forward. The Chef course was the first available option. And then uncle got his diagnoses and there was no other choice, they were family. You do what you can for family.