Every one of us has a rock, a support, an angel that look out for us and walk with us through life. Sometimes we know who these angels are, but sometimes we don't. But we all have them.
For me, I know who my rock and support is. Jamie is truly a god send for me. He cares for me without complaint. Even on the days where I am less than cordial with him.
He watches my medication times, checks on me throughout the night, bought me an alert button that I can press if I need him to come to me.
He fixes my dressings on my neph tubes when needed. He helps me change my "diaper" underwear when needed, he empties my urinal, he helps clean me if I need it.
He lifts me up when my legs are weak, and he helps me to the bathroom. He carries me when my legs fail me.
He takes me to all my appointments and is in regular contact with my pharmacist regarding my medications and refills.
He sits patiently with me during my chemo treatments. Helps me move through the hospital in a wheelchair.
But that is only the medical support he gives me.
He also cooks all the meals for us. He does all the dishes. He does all the housework. He gets the groceries every week. He runs into town anytime we need something.
He does all the yard work. He mows the lawn. He closed the pool on his own. He put away all the summer furniture and closed up the back yard.
You cannot begin to imagine how bad I feel, everyday, watching him do all this on his own while I sit or lay here in a state where I cannot help him.
I don't know where I would be today if it were not for Jamie. I love him so very much for what he does for me. And what he HAS done for me for the past 28 years.
I seriously believe I would be gone by now if not for Jamie. Because I know, there is just no way I could do this all on my own, or expect my parents (who also have their own challenges) to take care of me.
Jamie is my rock. Jamie is my support. Jamie is my angel. Jamie is reason for living right now. Jamie is my life.