Views by a carer

I’m There

 

Do you see me as your carer? Maybe, maybe not…

When you need me, I’m there.

Do you hear me as your carer? Maybe, maybe not…

When you need me, I’m there.

Do you feel that I’m your carer? Maybe, maybe not…

When you need me, I’m there.

Do you trust me as your carer? Maybe, maybe not…

But I’m there.

Too proud to need me as your carer? Maybe, maybe not…

I’m still there.

Do you realise when I’m your carer? Maybe, maybe not…

Acknowledged or not….I’m always there.

When you need me.

 

Audrey Finnigan

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Hi, my husband Rob Finnigan is a transplant patient and I have been a carer for many years through the many facets of his illness.

10 thoughts on “Views by a carer

  • Audrey, I have read and read your prose on being a carer and have wanted to comment but it catches me each time and I get choked, because this can be attributed to my caring for my Mum. Thankyou for putting into words how I feel every day.

  • It’s a brilliant wake up call to all patients who don’t understand how stressful a caring role can be. Thank you for putting it together in an excellent poem Audrey

    • Thank you. When I was asked to write something about being a long term carer, this is what came out from my heart. I tried to put it into a nutshell….but I have to say, there is much more there than I can fit into a nushell! I will try to write some more. At the end of the day, caring is what should happen when someone close to you has their world turned into something frighteningly unrecogniseable.

    • Thank you so much, but caring isn’t for me about receiving credit…..it’s is an overwhelming combination of feelings I feel…guilt (I was still healthy), sadness (seeing someone’s fears and hopes spiralling away like an astronaut with a broken line), terror…(I don’t know what to do). I just need to make it better….and wait for that solid wall of denial to crumble.

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