We hired a home-health nurse for the daytime hours.

We enrolled Maya in a small morning daycare a few days a week, so that my mother could rest in a quiet house.

David arranged to work from home several days a week.

And I rebuilt my entire life around a single non-negotiable fact: my mother needed to be cared for, and I was going to be the one to do it.

She protested all of it, of course — the money, the nurse, the daycare, my job.