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My first few years of caregiver with my Dad were the same. I was mainly emotional support and attending doctor appointments with him and my stepmother. I distinctly remember often questioning whether I actually‘qualified’ to be called acaregiver during that time.

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It wasn’t until his final couple of years of life, as he got sicker, when my stepmom was constantly calling me. Reporting on every situation every behavior , every thing he did. At times I had to leave work or drop everything I was doing and drive to their house to ‘mediate’ and calm folks down. I was more entrenched the last couple of years. With my mom, present day, I am all she has. I am most assuredly a caretaker from day one as there is no one else.

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