Doris’ Story
I usually don’t have a hard time finding the right words when someone asks me to write something but I am this time.
As a caregiver to my daughter with Addison’s Disease, the first thing I asked was “why my daughter?”. There are no answers this side of Heaven to this question. I wish I was the one who was sick and not her.
Someone once told me that God gave her to me because He knew I would take care of her and I have to the best of my ability. I pray every day that she will have a good day. There is a question that is always in the back of my mind….is this the day that an adrenal crisis will occur?
I never really stop worrying about her but I have learned to take each day as it comes. I refuse to dwell on it though.
I heard someone once say that being a caregiver is a 24 hour a day job and that you are always “on call” 24/7 and that is so true!
You learn to embrace the good times and take the bad days one day at a time. Sometimes you have to take an hour or a minute at a time. Sometimes I get angry because she has to deal with this disease. I wouldn’t wish Addison’s Disease on anyone.
As I look around to others, I see that there are people who are dealing with issues that are much worse than ours.
My life as a caregiver is as difficult as it is rewarding.
Awareness is Key!!
