Abuse…, What’s the first thing that comes in your mind when you hear the word? An image of a kid being sexually abused or physically tortured? A husband hitting his wife violently which leaves her with some broken ribs and bruises everywhere? Yes, those are abuses and a crime against humanity, in my personal opinion. What I would like to highlight, to you, is about a common abuse that may not have crossed your mind…the abuse on the elderly.
A word that changed my life forever and threw me into a role that I was totally unprepared for – being a caregiver.
A brief history about myself. I am an only child. My father was a pharmacist and my mother, a nurse. Our life as a family was pretty simple and happy. We did things like other families did : going to church, weekend outings and what not. I did well in school and graduated as a chemical engineer. However, after a short stint as an engineer, I didn’t like the job. It wasn’t the right fit for me. I changed my path into the pharmaceutical industry and worked my way up to middle management. Finances was good and I decided to further on my studies while working. I took up MBA so that it would give me the extra edge to move on up the corporate ladder. Being single, I had the advantage of not having much to worry about.I had a certain lavish lifestyle which I enjoyed. My path was clear and I never once thought about the health of my parents.Why should I? In my mind, they would always be there and enjoy my successes. They won’t fall terribly sick. They will live until they are a 100 years old. Naive thinking, indeed.