By Jim Brennan
My name is Jim Brennan. I really never thought of myself as a caregiver. My wonderful wife April, who recently returned home from a year long tour in Iraq is my personal hero.
After working hard for a number of years in the construction field as a Sand and Gravel Drier, as well as a Concrete Mixer Driver, she moved on to become co-owner of an HVAC Co. with me as her partner.
April has always worked diligently in the performance of the never ending duties of wife and mother, along with taking care of our office. As the economy started its downturn she felt the best way to serve her family and her country as well, was to join the Oregon National Guard.
At 41 years old, April was past the age of being accepted into any other branch of service, but she was proud to be able to serve in the Oregon National Guard. April had to graduate Basic Training before she turned 42 and she accomplished that task with one month to spare. I really don’t think that I could have done that at that age. WOW!
Now that April has returned home, she has experienced some difficulties in dealing with day-to-day life. My wife has been diagnosed with PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder); not completely unusual in the aftermath of exposure to traumatic situations, especially in times of war. After being home for a while she decided to seek professional help in order to deal with her difficulties.