you know your a care giver when you take a bag full of sweat shirts, and sweat pants, and socks to the nursing home or rehab center with you when you visit, because you are tired of seeing so many who cannot afford them wearing your loved ones shirts, or pants. (i used to do that when my uncle was committed. it was horrible)

You know your a caregiver when you hang up on brothers or sisters after shouting THEN YOU COME HELP ME, and we will do it YOUR way! Till then, its MY way, or nothing. nothing like helpful advice from 2k miles away.