I DIDN’T WANT A CAREGIVER—I WANTED MY OLD LIFE BACK
When I was told I’d never walk again, I didn’t cry—I just nodded. I didn’t want pity or pep talks. I just wanted space to grieve the life I’d lost. So when the nurse said I needed a caregiver, I refused. But then Saara showed up. She wasn’t overly sweet, didn’t treat me like I…