As a carer, I’m not special – but sometimes I need to be reminded how important my role is | Natasha Sholl

When I started watching Disney+ Death for sexI was careful that the story of the cancer may reach somewhat from the home, after our teenager’s diagnosis of cancer in 2022.
The series Molly (Michelle Williams), who decided to leave her marriage, follows her sexual pleasure after diagnosing fourth cancer. However, it is a difficult hour for clear reasons, it was not “cancer things” that hit me as it hurts (everywhere); The filming of Nikki (Jenny Slit) was the best friend of Molly, who takes care of the career when she leaves Molly her husband. Nikki loses her function, relationship, home and mental health. It is very rare to see the role of the care provider highlighted in pop culture in this way.
When I took my son to emergency situations with strange symptoms, I initially assumed that I was missing one or two days of work. It was more than two years ago. My computer still has an open -tab of Googling its symptoms and the recession. It says I will be in a non -contact mode for the rest of the day. I have not returned to the office since then. The owners of the property did what the owners and their owners do strongly (increased our raised rent in an amazing way) to the extent that we had to find a reasonable housing that can be reached on the wheelchairs in the middle of the rental crisis while our lives were exploding.
What Slage’s photography to Niki is to give the valuable care she deserves. We see the double care, and how it does it completely, but from a place of deep love, not commitment or duty, however we also see the formation of cracks because they face the truth of the tasks that they should do.
One day in the hospital, I forgot to put my conviction while I was going back. One of our son’s doctors, who had never seen me, saw me from my nose bridge, looked at my face, and it seems confusing, and said, they looked at me: “You are not Natasha.” It took some time for me to realize that there was a separation between the way I imagined that I looked at it in exchange for how I actually looked without a mask. But before I recorded that, there was a strange moment as it looked like a prophecy. I am no longer. Because this is what I felt. In several days, as the physical and mental losses make me a hollow version of my former myself, I hear his words hesitate to me. You are not Natasha.
We deal with everything by relying on the absurdity of our situation. Although what we have to bear individually and collectively as a family is always a lot on any specific day, there is a blessing, humor and an exciting number of mockery. This, as I assume, is also what I loved in the relationship of Molly and Niki. There is heart and destruction, but also beauty and laughter, and above all friendship. It is difficult to reconcile that, as fathers, we hope that our son will restore his health. We also feel the true distinction of the time we spend with him every day so that we will not do that.
My husband and I do not have any special characteristics that I have prepared for our new roles as providers. We are not special. This is the point.
There are 3 million unpaid care providers in Australia. Care of brothers, for parents, friends and children. Some attention to several people at the same time. Some do this from choice and others have no choice. Some of the balanced balance, some no. All of them are forced to have systems to help patients and disabled people chronic but in reality create barriers to access to help and put additional burdens on caregivers and people who care about them. The welfare of the welfare of the sponsorships 2024 found that sponsorships behind most of the main luxury indicators, including unity, psychological distress and financial difficulties. Being a career is not exceptional, although we may have to do this in exceptional circumstances.
When our son was first discharged from the hospital, and the truth of his complex medical needs, I joined the Facebook group for caregivers, assuming that I will find some tips and tricks. But instead, every day was a set of publications, and desirable careers asked for help. “I am at the point of collapse …”, “I don’t know what to do …”, “I can’t continue to do this …” It seems that I was doing everything at that time: he was at the collapse point as part of the job description.
There is a note after that on the laptop that my husband put: “My best mom!” He usually hides notes around the house, and always happens when I need them exactly. “I continue!” They say. “You are fine!” I think about the doctor and the appearance on his face when he said: “You are not Natasha.” Another then add to my laptop. “Remember who you are the curse,” I write in thick black.
What we do is impossible. Sometimes we need to see ourselves reflecting on us (in books, on the screen) to remind ourselves that we are doing this important and beautiful impossible.
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Natasha School is a writer and lawyer reserved in Melbourne. Her first book, which was found, was published by Ultimo Press in 2022