How To Handle Having A Caregiver

Here’s the thing when I typed “how to handle having a caregiver” into google I thought that it was gonna say things like letting someone helping you doesn’t mean your not an adult or they aren’t babysitting you and that this is needed those kinds of things but no this is what I found…

The articles none of them were pointed at the person who was sick, I find it so hard to have a caregiver to let someone help me.

I’m an adult and have to have someone come here and watch me?

As of 2018 I’ve become someone who has a caretaker, and a respite care worker. Two people that watch me most of the time. I don’t always know how to handle being cared for.

From the time your born you learn how to be independent. We learn to make sure to cry when we need something, we learn that being nice and smiling can help. That we learn to crawl to get something our selfs. We learn to walk so we can do things on our own.

We go to school so we can learn we do chores so we can be able to clean our homes when we are adults.

We learn to go use the to shower how to cook how to drive so we can do things all by ourselves.

As I get the blessing of living longer and longer I’ve been needing more and more help.

My respit caregiver is kind, and she helps me by really truly is here by just being here. With the diseases I have, it can change fast. I could hurt myself if I had a seizure if I had a a reaction. And so on so on.

I am learning to find this as a way for me to help someone have a job, to know this is ok

I’m learning to look at independence differently. To know I’m still an adult. I still need help but it doesn’t mean I’m lazy.

So how to have a caregiver- be kind, tell them if you need something even if you could possibly do it yourself but you know you shouldn’t, tell them thank you and be kind to them, if they make you feel uncomfortable say something to either them or the other people in your life. Think about them like the nurse on Monk solving crimes and someone walks around and helps him he’s still an adult. (We all know Natalie on Monk was way better then the first)

It’s not lazy. It’s not crazy.

Be kind be good be love

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Fantasticness of Stress

Some people handle stress fantastically, I have never met these people but I hear they are alive and well. I personally handle stress like someone has set me on fire while someone else is shoving rose coloured monkeys in my house which is full of bees. In simpler words, not so fantastically. You might think well maybe you should just learn to handle things better. Some things I handle well. Like death, and sickness, and being in hospitals, just being there for anything. I handle thoses things well.

But things like going into the bank to talk about money, total bee fest. And your boss yelling at you total rose coloured monkeys. I just don’t understand people. Me and humans don’t understand each other. Now give me a cute dog and life is all easy and good. Or  a small child. Things in those things are easy, but other times not so much. So maybe my problem is not stress maybe my problem is people. Huh, this could possibly be very true. I have panic attacks rather easily, or use to.

I haven’t had a panic attack in a while and I’m doing pretty good.. Anyway back to what I was saying is that stress and humans are a part of living a good and reasonable life. Its not easy but its a life. And its one that is worth living. Even through stress can happen daily and things badly can happen at any moemnt. People die and get ill and have bad days and things happen.

So how do you personally handle stress? I might have a panic attack or get mad but its strange, its when I started letting myself be stressed, feel the feelings I need to feel. When my grandma Rosa past a while back. Myself and my parents had gotten to my grandmas house at 4 in the morning and my aunt who took care of my grandma was there at the house and my grandma was at the hospital type place and at 6:45 am we got a call saying they had called 911 for my grandma so on less than 2 hours asleep we went to the hospital and I was stressed and tired, my grandma past that day it was a long emotional day, but how I handled it was strange. I just let myself feel sad. And feel the joy that she was in no pain. I let myself feel the happiness that I was there with her when she past. That I was there when she went from being here to being home. I was happy and sad and felt overwhelmed. But I let myself feel theses feelings and knew that it was okay, to feel this way.

That’s what I think is important in stressful life happenings, so if you lose your job, and if you let yourself feel the emotions of losing your job, the anger and the annoyness and the life over-ness and then tell yourself that you go this. I think thats how stress should be handled and thought about.

That no matter what you don’t know about life, we can live and learn to handle new things, life changes in the flash of a light that can send you into a seizure or it can send you to help someone or it can cause you to feel that the whole life is a hopeless place of worry and horror. But no matter how horrid things seem, learn from the stresses of life and move on. Just keep moving, stop for only seconds and remember, do not forget what has happened to you.

It might be the horror but let yourself remember the wonderfulness and beautifully fantastic things that happened that day in the sun or rain or when you fell and everything changed. Let yourself know how important everything in life really is. No matter how stressful we live life and no matter how easy center times can seem everything won’t always get better but we can make ourselves make things better. So I believe stress is an overload of emotion, don’t forget to feel the bad emotion and the good emotion. Let emotion in. AND feel it…