Married Life as a Care Giver

How I became married and became a caregiver to my wife of 41 years this June

Even though there have been many assorted problems, including medication-related side effects

I could honestly say, even though we have been through many difficult times, I could never consider our married life to be dull

Throughout all the years my wife Carol has never moaned or complained, although she gets upset when she knows she had an epileptic seizure

But soon bounces back into her chirpy happy little self, along with a dose of mischievousness

Even though I knew nothing about the epilithic condition when we got married, but then I knew nothing about what’s involved in being married

Which was quite an eye-opening shock, after 28 years of a single life, living at home with my parents

To suddenly find myself thrust into the unfamiliar responsibility, of sorting out and paying bills, but also becoming a caregiver and all that entails

Which includes ordering the medication prescriptions, daily sorting out the tablets and making sure my wife takes them

Not that she is totally incapable of managing the medication herself, as she knows how many tablets to take during the day, but not which actual tablets are for the morning – dinnertime and night-time

Somewhere during our first year of marriage, I took on the role of cooking meals, and I continue to do so even now

Along with shopping, I have become a jack of all trades, or as I like to say “Head chef and bottle washer”  < I have linked this phrase to Google search