How Caring for My Mother Inspired Me to Become a Care Provider
My name is Asipesionau (call me “Nau”). I am the proud owner of Dignity BayArea HomeCare Staffing. We are a private, family-owned-and-operated non-medical senior care company serving the Counties of Contra Costa, Marin, Alameda, San Francisco, San Mateo, Santa Clara, Solano, Sonoma and Napa. We are here to provide you with a piece of mind by providing over 25 years of experienced, quality and loving care for your loved one(s) who is independent and wants to remain in the comfort of their home during their senior years.
My story began when I helped my sister take care of our mother who was diagnosed with diabetes. In 1996, I was living in Hawaii and was attending the University of Hawaii at Manoa. I was estranged from my parents for a couple of years, but I was trying to rebuild my relationship with them. At the time, my parents were living in the Bay Area with my older sister and her family, along with my youngest brother.
One day, my sister called to informed me that our mother was going to start dialysis because her kidney was no longer functioning properly. I felt very sad for my mother and I knew that it was going to be a long hard road for my family. After I came to term with the realization that my mother’s condition was getting worst, I decided to move to the Bay Area and help my sister, who is also a caregiver, take care of our mother.
I called my sister to tell her of my decision, then she asked me how far I was with my study. I told my sister not to worry that I can hold off until later, and then return and finish my study. She insisted that I stay in Hawaii and complete my education while the rest of the family help take care of our mother. She asked me to come down during my school breaks and help with our mother, but I insisted that I return right away so I can help her. My sister told me no, and that I needed to stay and continue my school. My sister is very stubborn and she insisted that I finish my school.
As our mother began her dialysis, I called my sister daily to make sure she was not feeling overwhelmed or distressed because I knew that this was as much my responsibility as it was hers. There were times we cried over the phone because we knew that our mother was not getting better. I began planning my trips to the Bay Area to help with our mom. When I arrived in the Bay Area at my sister’s home, I couldn’t help myself, tears started flowing down my cheeks as I held my mother close to my heart.
I remembered my mother as a strong and independent woman who started her own small gardening business years ago. I couldn’t believe that this was the same woman who inspired me that I can accomplish anything if I keep my faith in God, hard work and dedication, and to always perform quality work. I tended to my mother’s needs and drove her to dialysis and doctor appointments trying to make the most of the little time we had together before I returned to continue my study. We spent quality times with relatives and friends to escape her pain, even if it was only momentarily.
Mom was very family oriented, and she loved and cared for her family, as well as, her extended and distant families mainly due to her rich cultured upbringing. And to this day, I still admired my mother for maintaining relationships with her distant relatives because it showed her true character as a woman. I also assisted my sister with her elderly clients when she wanted to take a break and visit with our mother. As my visit came to an end, I was very sad that I was leaving my mother, but, I was comforted that my family was helping with her care. As I continued spending more times helping care for my mother during school breaks, I felt humbled that I had the privilege of being raised by this very strong and independent amazing woman, who I called my mom.
During my Spring semester in 1998, I received a devastating call from my sister that our mother had a stroke. I immediately flew down from Hawaii and went straight to the hospital to find my mom laying in her bed looking very painful and lost. Every night I was with her, I wished that I was the one who had the stroke so that she didn’t have to go through the pain. I spent two months in the Bay Area with my family but I had to return to Hawaii because I was going to receive my Bachelor in mid-August. I flew back to Hawaii and waited for the graduation ceremony, then I was going to move to the Bay Area to be with my family.
Eight days prior to my commencement, my sister called me and I could hear her high pitch voice crying telling me that our mother had a second stroke and then she passed away. At that moment, I felt as if someone had taken my heart and put a hole in it with nothing to fill it back up with. Tears were flowing down my face like rain drops as I listened to the words coming out of my sister’s mouth. For the time I was on the phone, my thoughts had escaped me as I try to come to term with the passing of my mother and that I will never see her again. I quickly returned to the Bay Area to help with my mother’s funeral, which meant that I was not going to attend my graduation ceremony and received my Bachelor degree in person.
Since helping care for my mother and remembering how she was an amazing person, I have been inspired to continue caring for the elderly. I have completed a Bachelor degree along with a paralegal certificate which allowed me to worked in the legal industry for nearly 15 years learning to “dot my I and cross my t,” while I worked part-time as a caregiver. In caring for the elderly, I have found a sense of gratitude and self-fulfillment that my life was missing while working in the legal industry. I am also a certified CNA. After closing that chapter of my life in the legal industry, I have decided to dedicate my time to the senior community. I am armed with the knowledge of helping my mother, which will assist me in perpetuating the love I have for the elderly and to care for your family as if they were my family.