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Finishing my master’s, raising my son, and being my mom’s primary caregiver at the same time is chaotic, but it gives me purpose

During the last five months, my 64-year-old mother has been admitted to the hospital four times. As her primary caregiver, my responsibilities demanded that I handle emergency calls and advocate for her treatment, all while still trying to keep my own life together.

 

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