I never had children – so I look after seniors instead | Shanti Nelson

After losing my parents, I've become a caregiver for my aunts, uncles and older friends. I love it - aside from all the tech support, of course

It's 4.30pm and I'm cutting up prosciutto for my 89-year-old uncle so he can take his evening pills with something in his stomach. Something other than the orgy of Mini Magnum ice-cream bars that he and my aunt just wolfed down while I was intercepting the pizza delivery guy.

What kind of a midlife fool do they take me for? As if I wouldn't notice the sticky aftermath smeared all over their guilty faces. Not to mention hearing their entire covert" operation when I came back into the house. Busted. They forgot to turn on their hearing aids and couldn't hear a thing they were doing, or how loudly they were doing it - the freezer drawer slamming, the wrappers crackling, the gleeful squeals and smacking lips. Those sly dogs.