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How My Daughter Cared for Me

How My Daughter Cared for Me

As soon as I woke up, my body revolted. My hip somehow fell out of place again, making each movement painful. It’s a bizarre situation for a caregiver to find herself in. I am not supposed to be the one who needs help. For me, caring and giving happens regardless of how I feel.  As Jaycee grows, I see now how we can help each other.