In my early days of MG, my mom and sister were my primary caregivers. At the time, I was overwhelmed with trying to treat my MG. I only recently asked them what they learned from being a caregiver.
Both learned the most about patience. Like me, they wanted my MG to leave, but they realized that my treatments could take years to work; they may not have worked at all. Luckily they did, but it was a long journey.
What lessons have you learned from being a caregiver to someone with MG? Has your experience being a caregiver changed how you tackle challenges in other parts of your life?