My caregiver has been with me from the first day I moved into my apartment (June 2017). Shortly after I moved in, I lost my balance and fell into the glass face of my Grandfathers clock, causing me to have 31 staples to close the laceration on my arm. She remained calm for my sake when the EMT’s took me to the ER, she made sure my beloved dog was taken care of in my absence. I always feel safe when I am with her. She is invaluable, and I would be lost without her. As much as I need a caregiver, there is no one who could ever replace her.