did you have emotional support for yourself?
i was so busy all the time, it never occurred to me to get support for myself, but i did speak to a grief counsellor about a month after my husband’s passing. that service is provided by the local integrated health network, which i didn’t know even existed. many caregivers can’t leave the house, but virtual support groups are available through a local integrated health network.
caregiving is hard, how do you stay optimistic?
sometimes, you don’t. when you look forward into the future, you’re not seeing happiness, and you’re not seeing joy. instead, you look ahead and you’re seeing someone you love dying. when you have nothing to look forward to but sorrow, it can be very debilitating.
but, as a former personal trainer, i know that fitness is important to my physical and mental health, so i trained on zoom with my trainer — who is also a friend — twice a week, and i took virtual
qigong classes a couple of times a week as well. i walked whenever i could, listened to music, and i cried a lot on the shoulders of friends and family who were available to me and who allowed me to get rid of stress that way. if caregiving would have led to my husband being alive, it would have been easy to stay positive, but there was nothing to be optimistic about because when he is gone, then what?
was there something that helped you stay balanced?
every time i would feel down, my doorbell would ring, and i would find flowers on my doorstep or a card, chocolate, or groceries from a neighbour. or someone would text and ask if there’s something they can do to help. and certain things that came out of the blue from people i least expected it from made my heart soar.
did you allow yourself to get emotional in front of dwight?
after he would fall asleep at night, i would go downstairs and cry, and then i realized that he could hear me, so if the weather wasn’t bad, i’d go outside and cry. if one of my neighbours saw me, they would come over and sit with me. i cried a lot with dwight. in a way, it was one my regrets, but every day, i saw him fading more and i knew that i was losing him. to have put up a cheerleading front would have been so unreal. it would have denied him the opportunity to be honest and emotional, and it would have robbed us of the opportunity to be together in an authentic way.