Gonna take me awhile to "exorcise this demon". The farther away I get from releasing my friend from caregiver status, the more I realize the magnitude of the bullet I dodged.
I realized the reason she shied away from transporting me in her vehicle (while we shopped for our wheelchair van) was that she was concealing the fact that she went back to smoking. I clearly stated that I would only take on a non-smoker citing close proximity and eventual life-threatening breathing difficulties. Once, climbing in to her car, the smoke was palpable, the butts were in a bottle of water, not to mention her e-cigarette habit. The worst had to be the lies I told myself on her behalf. Every time she helped me undress/redress my nose was pressed against cigarette stench that I kept thinking was due to her chain-smoking roommate. Now, I know better.
Shame on me and my assumptions.
I realized the reason she shied away from transporting me in her vehicle (while we shopped for our wheelchair van) was that she was concealing the fact that she went back to smoking. I clearly stated that I would only take on a non-smoker citing close proximity and eventual life-threatening breathing difficulties. Once, climbing in to her car, the smoke was palpable, the butts were in a bottle of water, not to mention her e-cigarette habit. The worst had to be the lies I told myself on her behalf. Every time she helped me undress/redress my nose was pressed against cigarette stench that I kept thinking was due to her chain-smoking roommate. Now, I know better.
Shame on me and my assumptions.
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