You know you are a caregiver if.....

You run into your brother's hospice doctor at the liquor store on the day he starts brother on lasix and both you and the doctor are so worn out you don't even bother to hide from each other, even though you once served on the deacon committee at church together.

When you feel like a jack of all trades. And your house looks like a mini nursing home with grab bars, lift chairs, shower chair, wheel chair, ramps and you are stocking disposal gloves, Depends, Ensure, Boost, pill bottles.