As I make the six-minute trek to work, I worry about whether or not I locked all of the doors in the house. I try to remember if I fixed mom a snack before I left and if I filled up her cup of water. I wonder if all of the electrical plugs are securely in the outlets and if all electrical cords are untangled. I hope a fire does not start. If one does, how will mom alert me? How will she get to safety? I arrive at my aunt and uncle’s house. While I’m with Matthew I envision mom getting to the bathroom safely and in time. I wait until about a half hour after I assume my dad has gotten home from work and text him: “Is everything okay?”
Thoughts and Tips for Young/Millennial Caregivers
Young and Caring 