Caring in Spite of Ourselves

It's the most dangerous job in healthcare.

I know this, because a few years ago I left my executive job to learn about the care my mother got and the women who provided it. I became a care worker. 

I wanted to know: Why was her care so uneven? And, Should I have known more than I did when she was sick?  And, Who will take care of me when I need it? Seventy million aging baby boomers are facing a shortage of care. One reason may be that we—care workers, not baby boomers—suffer the highest rate of workplace violence in the U.S.  

I wanted to know: Why is that? 

And I wanted to know: Why couldn't I provide care then, and do I have it in me to do it now? And, finally: What are they talking about when they talk about love? Because nursing homes and homecare agencies always talk about love--at the very same time that their care is lacking.

Someone to Watch over Us is a memoir of caring on the clock—of Holocaust survivors and aging leftists; of Filipino networks, dauntless refugees, and accidental caregivers; of Mozart, joy, shame, poverty, largesse, and the future we face together. 




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