No nursing duties really, more live in cook and dog sitter and shitty housecleaner, cheif heavy thing lifter and getter of things from high places. There were times when she was doing worse, a lot worse. I did have to help her by putting a chair in her shower, help her walk back and forth to the car, get from the front room to the bedroom, get up and down stairs, that was the closest to that. No ass wiping or etc, nothing gross.
She's had more serious surguries than Joan Rivers has had plastic ones, but she's doing better now. Still can't even feed her own dogs or lift a full gallon of milk but she's working on it, and I have to force myself to do less for her so she strengthens up. We're talking about surviving an anurism, then brain surgery, lung cancer, half a lung removed, bone surgery on her feet one at a time, massive back surgery putting in a bunch of pins and whatever in, some skin cancer removed here and there, fibromyalgia, hospitalizations here and there. Hell I know that's just half of it, but I can't even remember it all at this point.
Now she's totally off drugs and getting to where she can almost manage on her own. One of these days I'll have a normal life again, I could almost go get a job now if there were any I qualified for, but theres still too much she can't quite do on her own but right now it's pretty easy compared to what it was.