I've been thinking about something I hear from caregivers almost every week.
Depending on who's saying it, it may have a different flavor, but it comes down to:
"I wish I had more patience, I just lose my mind."
"I am so frustrated, but at the same time I feel bad saying that."
"I should have handled that better."
Sometimes it's about forgetting an appointment.
Sometimes it follows the 10th rendition of the same question.
Sometimes it's because dinner ended up being a mish mash of things thrown together instead of something thought out and nutritious.
Sometimes it's simply because they were tired.
What strikes me isn't that these things happened.
It's how quickly caregivers conclude they've somehow fallen short.
As if excellent caregiving means never having an off day.
Never feeling frustrated.
Never taking a shortcut.
Never wishing things were easier.
I don't believe that's true.
In fact, I wonder if one of the greatest burdens caregivers carry isn't dementia itself.
It's the belief that they have to do it perfectly.
I'd like to share that Good Enough, is the new Perfectly Done!
Cut your self some slack, this is a long marathon, and you need to stop at the water and
refueling stations for yourself.