Thank you to all of you who took a moment to leave a comment or send a message - each means a great deal. Our community, our world, has indeed suffered a great loss & it feels just that much dimmer without Richard in it. While I am grateful that he didn't meet his end with this damn virus, in a hospital, attached to a ventilator, as I so worried, I would really rather he still be here to sit down & share a stale Oatmeal Creme Pie from his tack room stash.
I learned last week that Richard was only 70 -- which sounds old if you are 25, but not after you pass 40, as I have. Until about a year ago, I felt certain that he would be one of those sturdy farmers who keeps working until they hit triple digits. But then his wife became very ill (she still is) & Richard became a caretaker.
I don't think the situation of caretakers for the gravely ill gets talked about enough. As I learned from personal experience, in some ways, it's even harder to be the "helper" than it is to be the sick person. There are few to zero support services for caretakers & in many cases, people who are doing this work for someone they love are doing it in addition to their regular job/life duties. They dedicate all their own resources, financial, emotional, physical, to supporting their loved one every way they can think of. It is stressful, scary, & most of all, draining.
Because the caretaker is not doing this as a job, they don't get mandated breaks, there is no sick leave, there is no "signing off." Because the caretaker is often driven by the twin engines of love & fear, they will push on into territory they would never have previously entered. When this persists for a long time, as it so often does, the toll can be debilitating or even deadly.
I point all this out to say that if you know someone who is a caretaker, take note that they are at risk too. Stress absolutely exacts a price from our bodies & the caretakers very much require care just as much as their charges do. It's not anyone's fault, except for maybe the larger cultural system which doesn't do enough & that's a bigger problem than I can tackle. But there are things we can do on the individual level to support each other.
If you have the ability to give someone a break for a few hours or a day, do so. Whether that be by helping with tasks or a financial contribution to hire some help, say, a house cleaner. Maybe you can bring food or supplies or run errands if you are going to be out & about. Maybe you can do some chores or take care of some pets. Any of these things can help reduce some of that stress, even if just temporarily, it still counts. And remember to check back in a few days & next week & next month & the time after that.
If you ARE a caretaker, you are probably both tired & stubborn -- I hear you & I know that condition all too well. Please hear me -- let others help you. Ask for help. It's not an imposition, we will all need help at one time or another. It doesn't mean you are weak or incapable. It's ok to be helped.
None of us can fix everything or save everyone. We can, however, by doing things that seem small & every-day, make a big difference in tough parts of someone else's life. Maybe even save a life, but at the very least, add a bright spot where it is sorely needed. Taking care of our caretakers is a win for everyone -- the world needs all the generous, compassionate people it can get.
And because this a horse blog that is about horse things -- I found a photo of Big Boy & Richard, both doing what they loved most, & I hope his family won't mind that I borrowed it from his obituary:
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This is so spot on. My mom took care of my dad during his cancer and his last months. It absolutely changed her. And she had decent help (hospice, and her children) but even so it was just as heartbreaking to watch her deal with the situation as it was to watch my dad fade away.
ReplyDeleteI think it definitely leaves a mark on anyone who survives it. My hugs to you & your family.
DeleteOne of the best pieces I have read about the stress of caregiving from someone who has been there. What a great photo of Big Boy and Richard too. I didn't know him but am glad to have met him through your writing.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteMy husband's grandmother took care of her husband (my husbands grandfather) as he died slowly from cancer. The stress ate away at her and her health quickly deteroriated to the point she developed diabetes and eventually started losing her own mind. He did pass before her but the burden she shouldered meant that she shaved years off her own life and ended up leaving only a couple years after him.
ReplyDeleteCancer is a horrid, devastating thing & needs to just be gone. I am so sorry for the premature loss. <3
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