Desde hace seis meses aproximadamente, mi vida cambió; me he dedicado al cuidado de mi papá, a pesar de la adversidad. No ha sido fácil; he descuidado a mi familia, además de otras actividades, por atenderlo...

Sin embargo, todo esfuerzo ha sido en vano, nada es suficiente, eso es lo que me aflige. Sigo aquí aun sintiéndome así por la honra hacia mi papá; después de la operación que tuvo, he visto mejoría en él.

Aunque se niega a aceptar que su padecimiento ya se fue, me expresa que siente síntomas de dificultad para respirar... Ya duerme plácidamente; antes no lo podía hacer y eso me demuestra que la fatalidad se ha ido.

Cuando sentía alivio, me enteré tarde de que mi mamá tenía una celulitis en el glúteo derecho que se la dejó pasar... Es injusto que ella se callara su padecimiento, porque estaba atendiendo a mi papá.

Me dio tanto dolor verla así, y me la traje a casa para atenderla; ahora era ella la que necesitaba de mis cuidados. Me encuentro brindando mi apoyo; he tenido la colaboración del cuerpo de bomberos para administrar los antibióticos en casa.

Pude ahorrarme el pago de una enfermera; me siento agradecida por el que me ha dado palabras de consolación para que no decaiga mi fe también. Pues la convivencia en casa es hostil a veces; solo es cuestión de que mi papá tenga tolerancia, solidaridad y agradecimiento hacia los demás.

Les hago saber a los dos que soy hija de ambos y lo que hago es devolver el amor que me han dado y lo seguiré haciendo hasta el final de mis días. La recuperación de mi mamá, me han dicho que es lenta; se tienen que regenerar los tejidos; la cura diaria no debe faltar.

Confiando en Dios, estoy creyendo que mejorará pronto y podré volver a mis actividades diarias. Sin más que agregar me despido hasta un próximo encuentro.

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When the heart cares: a daughter between two fathers.

For about six months now, my life has changed; I have been caring for my father, despite the adversity. It has not been easy; I have neglected my family, as well as other activities, in order to care for him...

However, all my efforts have been in vain; nothing is enough, and that is what distresses me. I am still here, feeling this way out of respect for my father; after his operation, I have seen an improvement in him.

Although he refuses to accept that his illness is gone, he tells me that he feels symptoms of difficulty breathing... He now sleeps peacefully; he couldn't do that before, and that shows me that the danger has passed.

When I was feeling relieved, I found out too late that my mother had cellulitis on her right buttock that she had ignored... It's unfair that she kept her condition to herself because she was taking care of my father.

It pained me so much to see her like that, and I brought her home to take care of her; now she was the one who needed my care. I am providing her with support; I have had the help of the fire brigade to administer antibiotics at home.

I was able to save myself the cost of a nurse;
I am grateful to him for offering me words of comfort so that my faith does not falter too. Life at home is hostile at times; it is just a matter of my father showing tolerance, solidarity and gratitude towards others.

I let them both know that I am their daughter and that what I am doing is returning the love they have given me, and I will continue to do so until the end of my days. I have been told that my mother's recovery is slow; the tissues have to regenerate; the daily treatment must not be missed.

Trusting in God, I believe that she will get better soon and I will be able to return to my daily activities. With nothing more to add, I bid you farewell until we meet again.

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