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Caregiving Literacy Memoir
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My literacy is Caregiving, Caregiving literacy is being able to give care unto someone who is now unable to care for themselves. There many ways to show your literate in caregiving, Even to the little things as in being a companion. Caregiving ranges from all types of duties. Today we are called Nurses Aides, We care for anyone who isn't able to do everyday living activities on their own. With this literacy you should be able to clean up behind your patient. Give your client baths, Cook for them, Help them dress, Etc. To work in this field you must have the passion of wanting to help others. Making the commitment of caring behind someone is a huge responsibility. Whether it's loved ones or the patient, They want to
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By seeing my mother struggle trying to manage her house, raising two teenage girls, and caring after her Father motivated me to step up & help my mom. I’ve eventually became literate to caregiving due to my mother. She taught me everything she knew in the results of caring for my grandfather. It wasn't easy for me in the beginning at all, I was only 17 taking on a huge responsibility. While learning hands on I found that I found a love for helping others. Meanwhile during the start of my senior year, I decided to actually make it official. My school offered a program to attend a trade School Known as New horizons. I was excited that I decided to take that next big step into making my literacy a career. While getting the proper training, I also educated my mom. By attending school made things a lot easier for us. Even though I was in school my mom still taught me a thing or two. She came up with some of the best ideas when it came to keeping my grandfather comfortable or even when it came to giving him care. We were the perfect duo when caring for my grandfather. After a long year of attending New horizons While still trying to enjoy my senior year of high school. I was successful and I managed to achieve my license to become an

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