For the caregivers at Sanford
How tired are you, really?
A short, honest questionnaire for the people who spend their days holding everyone else. No diagnosis. No prescription. Just a quiet place to name what you're carrying — and see what kind of care might actually meet you where you are.
Takes about 4 minutes.
You already know.
You know the kind of tired that sleep doesn't touch. The drive home where you can't remember the drive. The dinner that was crackers over the sink. The patient you cared for beautifully while something quieter inside you went unattended.
You eat whatever's leftover, or nothing at all.
You've been living from the neck up for a long time.
You've forgotten what being tended to feels like.
This questionnaire is a small act of paying attention to yourself. Sometimes that's where everything begins.
What you'll be asked
Four quiet sections. Nothing clinical.
No scoring. No grading. Just a chance to put words to what you've been carrying — and see, gently, what might help.
Your body
Sleep, eating, the small signals you've been ignoring. How is it actually doing in there?
Your days
What work is asking of you right now. What you bring home. What you can't seem to put down.
Your people
Who holds space for you. Whether you have a room you can show up in without performing.
What you need
A few honest words about what would feel like real care right now. Food. Stillness. Movement. A room.
What you'll receive
A reflection back, not a sales pitch.
A few days after you finish, you'll get a quiet letter from me. Not a report. Not a score. A handful of honest observations about what you shared, and one or two things — a class, a circle, a walk — that might meet you where you are.
No pressure to do anything with it. Just something to hold.
If it feels right, you might be invited to:
- A free community gathering — Café Mortel, a Womoons circle, or ecstatic dance
- A single coaching walk or Holding Space session
- A nourishment bundle delivered to your door
- A conversation, if you'd like one
A note from Sandrine
I made this because I kept meeting you.
Nurses at the end of a shift who hadn't eaten. Doctors who couldn't remember the last time someone asked how they were doing. Caregivers who had become so good at holding everyone else that they'd forgotten there was anyone to hold them.
This isn't a screening tool. It's an invitation to slow down for four minutes and tell the truth — to yourself, mostly. And then, if you want, to me.
There's room here. There always has been.
— Sandrine
Begin the questionnaire
Four minutes. Your honest answers. A quiet letter back. That's all.
Your responses are held privately. Nothing is shared without your permission.
