Caregiving Story

Eddie lee Poellintz

When my Granddad became ill with cancer when I was in the 11th grade, I would stay at home and help my Grandma turn him over, feed him, bath him and help him sit up to watch t.v because he loved Westerns. I watched my Granddad go from a big, healthy truck driver to a man who lost so much weight that he could not take care of himself. I was there until the end. I watched him suffer every day and I also watched him take his last breath. I knew then that I wanted to help elderly people to live their life as comfortable as possible. I am now studying to become a medical assistant.

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