I'm having a moment.

I was cleaning up some stuff in my sister's front yard in preparation for it to be rented when she moves over to my place in Victoria to be my full-time carer. Katherine loves this house and she's only been back here a year and now she's renting it out again because of me. She's selling her car, a sporty little 86, to help pay for the move. She resigned at work yesterday. She was on $130000 a year, again all for me. I am feeling much guilt. The only thing she's getting out of this is watching her sister die horribly. That doesn't seem fair for her at all. I'm feeling really sad about all the upheaval I'm causing in so many people's lives because of this ridiculous disease.