It is the most desirable skill of all – to be computer savvy. To be able to interpret and decipher technology’s demands, and then adapt to them again and again, is an admirable trait. For those of us between 45 and death, it is a never-ending game of catch-up, and the cause of patronizing looks each time you call the IT help desk reports Prue Miller.
After another week (and yet another system to learn) I spent this past weekend working with my hands, something I prefer to do most weekends and absolutely have to do after weeks of tapping tiny buttons and toying with micros.
I decided to strip an old, treddle style, Singer sewing machine stand. Once, not that many years ago it was a popular, if not trendy thing to do. However now, this 1800’s wrought iron stand fails even that most superficial test, and people have tossed them out believing they are no longer worthy of the work.
A trend follower myself, I did a double take when the sewing machine came into my garage, after emptying my Dad’s place.
To keep? To toss?
In a rare decision arrived at by heart rather than head I kept it and this was the weekend to bring its rusty form back to a state some might see as glamorous.
As I set about the work, I marveled, not for the first time, at the pretty design of the iron work, created to keep full skirts and tiny hands out of the whirring wheel that spun furiously during long seam runs. And then I realized how much I remembered about this antique. I learned to sew on a treddle machine, and as I sanded around its many bends I recalled exactly how to thread its bobbin, apply the hand brake, what speed was required for each type of stitch – and laughed out loud as I remembered the convoluted technique required to fold it away after use, with trapping your fingers under the terrifying weight of it’s black enameled torso. A lesson hard learned let me assure you.
I know all that.
Yet my knowledge is seen as worthless. Who cares if you know how to treddle, when all the world values computer processors.
The more I sanded and then painted the sewing machine the more I considered how I had begun to view my own value. How I had decided, I don’t know when, to consider all my earlier experiences as null and void. That only the skills I learned this week are worthwhile. For some reason I had forgotten to allow myself the right to admire the sum of what I know, and to perhaps allow myself the opportunity to see the beauty in what has been.
The sewing machine stand has turned out beautifully, and topped with a piece of marble will sit well among the stainless steel and polyurethane of my new kitchen. I have decided to acknowledge more than skills learned just this week, and I feel a better person for it.
For a variety of reasons seniors too often suffer from malnutrition – not all of them because of sickness. Just this week figures release suggested one in three elderly Australian receiving home care, are at risk of malnutrition.
The mind boggles about what the figures might say if all elderly were included.
I remember all too well my honest to goodness embarrassment when a doctor told our family that my elderly Mother was malnourished. Guilt! Yet, I had no idea. Underneath her many layers of clothing, most of it lose, my mum was not much more than 45 kilos. Wow. What a shock! My father too had trouble with food. And I have seen many, many patients with problems.
Here is a check list of things to consider, when food is not the pleasure it once was.
- Have a meal together – not Mum or Dad watching you have a coffee and a biscuit as you fly out the door. Sit down for a meal and watch what they eat. It may be that company increases the appetite.
- Are soft foods being eaten, but chewable foods left behind?
- Does your parent waive off the idea of a meal, preferring to have a drink, and promising to eat later?
- Are their clothes loose?
- Do their dentures click?
- What’s in the fridge? Much? Check the use by dates.
- Do they choke on their food? Or on their drink?
This is why these observations are important.
If you are waived off a meal, but encouraged to have a scotch instead, this may be a sign that alcohol, a known appetite suppressant is having a n effect on your parent. Try and change the schedule around a bit so food comes before drink.
If you hear their dentures click, there’s a good chance that chewing is not easy and that’s another reason to skip meals. Get your parent to the dentist or denture clinic. Of course gum disease and bad natural teeth are also a concern – when was the last trip to the dentist? Eating soft foods is also a tip off on that one.
No food in the fridge? Why not? Do your parents have enough money to buy food – don’t laugh, it is a real concern. Many of us do not know the financial situation of our parents – we just assume they’re okay. But prices of everything are rising, and bills need paying. Gently find out, without alarming anyone, if they are okay financially.
If they are struggling, try and find a solution.
If there is no financial assistance available, look at getting Meals on Wheels or a similar low cost service. If they protest, remind them that malnutrition leads to a whole bag of trouble including illness, and accidents (such as falling).
If none of these issues is obvious, consider this: have they changed medications lately? Some do have unpleasant side effects, which many elderly people just accept without even mentioning this to their chemist or GP. There may be an alternative medication.
If you notice, or hear them speak of, choking on their food then here is a further issue to investigate. Losing the ability to swallow confidently or consistently is called dysphagia (from the Latin meaning unable to eat). Nobody likes to choke – it is terrifying.
A simple solution is not to eat. It’s not a long-term solution though is it? Sometimes it is caused by an obstruction in the throat – but often it is more a mechanical malfunction.
A swallow is a hugely complex action, and it just takes one group of muscles to become slack, or the brain to become a little confused, and the event becomes frightful.
Combine this with the growing necessity to down a load of pills everyday, most of which get stuck or thrown up, and pretty soon you have a person who does not trust themselves to swallow. This can be investigated by a speech pathologist, who will have tricks up their sleeve for alleviating the severity of the condition.
(Do your parents know how good frozen meals are these days? Make sure they do! It’s a handy and easy way to knock up a quick meal.)
THINGS TO DO:
☐ Check finances – if fridge content is depleted
☐ Make a dentist of denture clinic appointment
☐ Encourage a new eat then drink routine
☐ Get a GP referral to a speech pathologist if choking is the issue.
If a person feels that a pill is ‘stuck’ half way down – try eating a small buttered piece of bread … to push the blighter out of the way. Failing that a warm drink slowly sipped may help.
AN OUNCE OF PREVENTION:
Try putting pills in teaspoons of yoghurt – it helps lubricate the mechanics. Hate yoghurt? Try jam – but not toooo sweet as that can cause the throat to spasm as well. When in doubt, go to the GP!
The Trip is a piece of television brilliance from handsome yet still funny comics (rarely do the two go together) Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon. It’s the story of two mates on a journey – the context of many a great yarn, in any event these guys travel about Britain having lunches for which one of them is paid as a restaurant reviewer. So you end up joining these guys for lunch every episode, as they chatter, banter and annoy each other as only true and long time friends can when retribution or revenge for words uttered over a fine foie gras seem just silly.
It gave me something to aim for in my doteage … a series of long lunches (like we used to have before the world became so jaw tensingly dull and too busy to waste time with fun) with friends and foes, loved ones and lost ones.
If it could be anything like the easy relationship portrayed in this fine series, well, it might just be worth living a little longer.
IMMEDIATELY go to this clip – it’ll be worth trip!