Diary Of A Caregiver

My name is quite unimportant and irrelevant. I am nor a heroe, neither a savior. I am a normal and common person just like you. A person with his virtues and defects. A 35 year-old man, that after his father's death on April 14th 2008, had to put his life on hold to dedicate himself full time to taking care of his mother, who was diagnosed little after she widowed with an Alzheimer Level 5.

I am just another caregiver.

And this is my diary.