Or does it matter?
I have been talking to quite a few medical
specialists lately and they all have one thing in common. They feel genuinely sad that people call
themselves carers before anything else. They hear time and time again, “I’m a carer
now you know” or “yes I’m a fulltime carer” or simply “I’m the carer.”
If we are caring for someone, what’s wrong
with being called the carer? And why are
the medics sad?
After all, if we are caring for someone
it’s a fact that we are carers, isn’t it?
This is true, but it also saddens the medics and others because most of
those people are relatives first. They
are either husband or wife and presumably said those words “in sickness and in
health”, or a parent, child, sibling or even friend.
If we change the label of our identity and
stop recognising ourselves as the loved ones we originally were, we will lose
sight of all those magical years we have already had. We will focus too much on what is negative
and no longer see the real person behind their illness. We will be in danger of becoming bitter and
resentful rather than seek and savour a sparkle about our loved one no matter
how small.
Equally, the person who we are caring for
will hate the fact they need a carer.
They may feel a burden and this new found title would simply amplify
everything that is wrong with no glimmer of what could be right.
It’s a tough journey for everyone involved
no matter what we call ourselves, but please think carefully before using the
word carer. We can feel so much better
by saying “I’m a wife, husband, parent, child, sibling or friend”.
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