Never An Easy Decision……..

Serious content alert. As I have mentioned in previous posts, writing Your Room at the End: Thoughts About Aging We’d Rather Avoid was a difficult task for me. I approach all my book projects with enthusiasm, relishing the research for the non-fiction, seeking ways to make the material entertaining as well as interesting from a factual perspective. In some cases, I have to change passages as I discover that my information was either outdated or incorrect, and I have no problem with that. With Your Room, however, the emotional intensity never waivered, even as I moved into Part II which deals with more pleasant topics than does Part I.

This post is specifically about the decision to bring hospice into a situation and I took special care to meet more than once with hospice personnel because I wanted to make sure that I presented that portion of the book in as candid, yet gentle a way as I could. There are many excellent sites to visit to get detailed information about hospice, but perhaps the two most important things to understand is that there is no Hospice with a capital “H”. Hospice is a philosophy and many of their services are covered under Medicare, but hospice organizations are not arranged identically and there are variations in how they operate. This is why it is very important to find out what organizations are in the area where the individual entering hospice is located. Hospice usually has arrangements with care facilities in the event that an individual does not wish to, or cannot be, in a home setting.

The essence of hospice is that when an individual decides he or she wants no more medical intervention – no more treatments, no more medication except for pain relief, no more trips to emergency rooms, they will be made as comfortable as possible until such time as the illness or injury takes the final toll. (And yes, one can enter hospice and then change one’s mind.) Even though hospice is most often associated with cancer, any condition deemed terminal within an estimated six months qualifies for hospice care. The main point to hospice is that the individual understands that death is probable in the near future and the preference is not to continue with medical solutions that will prolong life, but may decrease the quality of time remaining. This is never an easy decision and friends and family may have more difficulty with it than the individual making the choice. If you are coping with a relative or other loved one who is struggling with a terminal illness/injury, it might be a good idea to find out what the hospice situation is in your area.

 

Birthday Wishes and Finding “The One”…..

Brown Pelicans at Big Chill in Key Largo

Brown Pelicans at Big Chill in Key Largo

Hubby is on his way home from diving and we’ll go to his favorite sushi place tonight for dinner. No big birthday cake, but we’re not really into that. His early birthday present was the re-breather that I posted about previously, although there are some things going on at the Speedway that will be tempting to indulge in. (We didn’t happen to have his birthday lunch at Big Chill because of a timing issue, but the photo is a symbol of all those times when we’ve sat and enjoyed waterfront dining in a lot of different places.)

Okay, for those who read this and have not yet found “the one”, I don’t mean to cause you distress. For those who might have been through relationships that didn’t work (marriages or otherwise) before finding “the one”, you will agree that you don’t always get it right the first time. We’re human and make mistakes, hopefully learning from them, notwithstanding the guy who worked for me and had been through four divorces.

As I have mentioned before, falling in love is one thing, staying in love is something else. Marriage or a long term committed partnership probably won’t be a “constant honeymoon” and the fireworks might not metaphorically burst every single day. That doesn’t mean there aren’t frequent romantic times, merely that we live with ordinary tasks and snippy words can erupt when you really are tired of the clutter or he really wishes that you wouldn’t slam the cabinet doors shut rather than verbalize your displeasure. “The one”, is indeed worth waiting for and on this, my hubby’s birthday, I smile and give deep thanks for that event that brought us together.

When You Choose Truth Over Friendship…….

Serious content alert. A while back, I posted a Tweet that essentially asked the question of, “When does being candid cross the line into self-indulgent insensitivity?” Now, before I proceed, let me say that there is a very big difference between insensitivity and out-of-control political correctness. There are some people who will take offense at the drop of a hat and others who actively seek offense when none is intended. In other cases, phrases or expressions that were once considered okay fall out of general favor without everyone getting the memo. Are we all on the same sheet of music with this? The fact is that we can inadvertently hurt someone’s feelings and unless it is brought to our attention, we probably won’t realize it.

Sadly, we can also be in a situation where a friend sets upon a distressing path and is blinded to it for whatever reason. As a friend, you may well choose not to point this out, be supportive and hope that everything will be resolved without intervention. In some cases, the friend may ask for a level of candor that allows you to express your misgivings without being the one to initiate a painful discussion. In other cases, the situation may become such that you no longer feel that you can stay silent. In those instances, it becomes your choice because the odds are that in speaking out, the recipient will have a very different view, quite probably become angry, and perhaps break the friendship with you cast in the role of villain. Careful thought must go into a decision like this and once you express your view, there won’t be any taking it back. Are you certain of your own perception? Are you certain of your own motivation? Are you willing to have the friendship withdrawn and realize that your candor may well have zero impact on the situation? I hope that you don’t ever have to make a decision of this nature, yet in the realm of human relationships, you might face such a choice.

Pressing Matters and Book Fair……..

New logo for Charlie Hudson Writes

New logo for Charlie Hudson Writes

So much for posting right after returning from my trip. I was greatly delayed in getting home on Thursday, Friday was incredibly hectic, Saturday was the Book Fair, and yesterday was up-ended by a series of unexpected events combined with scheduled things. Let me dwell on the pleasant though with the Book Fair. Actually, in all the hub-bub of prep, I forgot to take my great banner. Oh well, next time.

Let me describe the scene for you for what we believed to be Homestead’s first formal book fair. The historic (not yet rebuilt) Seminole Theater is to the left of the downtown Losner Park as you face it, with an overhang over the sidewalk. The stage for the park is in the right corner and the historic Townhall Museum is across Krome Avenue behind you. The Kiwanis had their Just-One-Book give-away (a wonderful program they have been doing for more than a year) on the sidewalk at the Seminole Theater. There were ten 10×10 tents set up on the left side of the park – two rows of five tents – with mostly two authors per tent (had a few no-shows, but still, fifteen local authors). The band was on stage, the lecture series by some of the authors was in the Museum, and there was a writer’s workshop upstairs. The downtown restaurants were open, food trucks and other vendors were arrayed along Krome Avenue.

It was a very warm day with more sun than clouds and that was a bit uncomfortable for the tents that were placed catching the sun, although since the Fair was 4-8 p.m., the conditions were pleasant by 6:00. There was a wonderful mix of ages in the crowd and it seemed that a lot of people lingered. Estimated attendance was around 400, which is the usual for similar gatherings. The atmosphere was exactly what we had hoped for and notwithstanding the inevitable few glitches, the feedback was that, yes, this should be an annual event. Now that we have the foundation laid, it will be using “lessons learned”, so the next one will be even better.

 

Why Not Take Class at Age 73……

Continuing education and non-credit classes through a local community or regular college are some of those great programs for seniors. I attended an art exhibit yesterday at the wonderful ArtSouth we have here that featured a friend who has led an interesting life. (http://www.artsouthhomestead.org) There have been times of tragedy as well as extraordinary inspiration and she has always had an inclination to write – journals, short stories, poetry, but events occurred to also stir her interest in painting. I’ve posted about ArtSouth before, an enclave that provides a nurturing platform for artists in many mediums, to include a foundry. My friend began to volunteer at ArtSouth and was urged by some (sadly discouraged by a few) to take her first formal art class and when she did, it was a personal awakening that released the artist she is developing into.

Another friend is taking classes in Chinese (different college), intrigued by the complexity of the language. Community colleges often have very affordable classes in these categories precisely because they do want to make life-long learning available to people who finally have the time to pursue study that they had not able to do for one reason or the other. With the proliferation of community colleges, many places are served that had not been previously, and on-line classes are of course another option. If you’re a Baby Boomer, you may have already embraced this idea and if not, have you thought about it? What say you, readers?

When There Are No Good Options…..

Emotional content alert to this post. Sadly, there are situations that we face where there are no good options – no re-set button, no last minute rescue, but rather having to choose the least bad of whatever options remain. In most cases, these overwhelming crises fall into economic, relationship, and extended medical care categories on the personal level. (I’m not about to get into the global level.) When you have a friend or relative who is facing such a thing, it can be heartbreaking to watch and at times, you may even feel a blast of anger because the individual looks to you to come up with a magical answer, a solution not thought of before and when you cannot, there is a need to lash out. This can be true whether the crisis is created through unfairness, poor choices on the part of the individual in trouble, or a combination of those and other factors. Sometimes the most difficult part is trying not to return the anger or not allow guilt to enter thinking that surely there must “be something” that you can do. Stepping back from a situation and seeking outside counsel might also be practical since most of us can occasionally not be able to see the forest for the trees. However, going back to the first part of this post, there may truly be times when a friend or relative is plunging for a fall and there is in fact, not one thing that will prevent it. Ultimately, all you might be able to do is offer emotional support, because if a portion of an individual’s life is literally coming unraveled, the odds are that they will need a strong shoulder to cry on. In fact, even though I don’t know the origin of this quotation, it may be that, “A friend is someone who helps you up when you’re down and if they can’t they lay beside you and listen.”

Holding Onto Grudges……

It was another of those interesting lunchtime conversations where yes, a glass (or two) of wine was involved. It had to do with an incident that had occurred with my lunch companion involving another individual who has an abrasive personality and is prone (allegedly) to holding grudges. That set into motion the discussion about what is the difference in simply disliking another person (for whatever reason) and holding a grudge. After all, if you don’t like a person, there is normally a root cause, and does that root cause then mean that you are holding a grudge? We tossed that around for a bit and came to the conclusion that no, holding a grudge was a special type of reaction.

After all, there are simply personalities that you don’t like, although you can’t always clearly define why. (The fairness of that response is not in question here.) In other cases, an individual may have done you harm to some degree and that is why you don’t like that person. If that is the case, and if you have made that known, attempted to rectify the situation, and been rebuffed, then not liking that person is not the same as holding a grudge. If, on the other hand, the individual is unaware of having wronged you in whatever manner, you refuse to confront the issue, and you seek to “get even” at some point, that is holding a grudge. Having confronted an issue, being unsatisfied with the outcome, and continuing to dislike the other person is a bit “mushier”. Maybe an apology wasn’t extended, or maybe you perceived it as not sincere. Okay, then disliking the person is understandable – it is when you hope for an opportunity to “get even” that the question of holding a grudge comes in. And perhaps, more importantly, if you get and take an opportunity to “get even”, do you consider the matter settled, or do you seek yet another opportunity? This is where we determined you have crossed the line into active grudge-holding. Of course, if we’d had another glass of wine, perhaps we would have come to a different conclusion. Thoughts on this one?

One Movie Scene, Two Perspectives…..

I hadn’t seen “A League of Their Own” for quite some time and caught the last half hour of it yesterday. Unless you’re a real baseball or WW II history fan, I’m not sure how many people knew about the All-American Girls Professional Baseball League that played from 1943-1954. The movie was a fictionalized account, and notwithstanding Hollywood’s lack of historical accuracy in many movies, it certainly had the proper period feel even if it might have been lacking in facts. (On the other hand, since I don’t know the history, they may have gotten very close with this one.) It’s a Penny Marshall film with a great cast and in a nutshell, begins with the older Dottie (played by Geena Davis) trying to decide if she will attend the induction of the League into the Baseball Hall of Fame. Most of the movie is then in flashback to the first year of the League and all the ups, downs, drama, and humor. And yes, the famous line, “There’s no crying in baseball,” came from that movie.

It is the final twenty minutes or so that I am posting about though and I used this illustration in Your Room At The End: Thoughts About Aging We’d Rather Avoid. The last part of the movie brings us back to the present with the players now as seniors and they have an exhibition game for old-times sake. I found that to be a wonderful scene and thoroughly enjoyed it. I was truly surprised when a friend of mine took exactly the opposite view as we discussed the movie one day. She found that same scene to be depressing because here the women were, no longer the attractive, athletic versions they’d been when gracing the cover of magazines. She was correct in that they were wrinkled, some a bit heavy, for sure slower in their movements. To me, it was, however, an affirmation of the vibrancy that was simply another stage of their lives. Any thoughts on this one?

Sunscreen……..

I haven’t looked the studies up, but I saw a headline the other day that there has been a noticeable rise in cases of skin cancer in young women. Since we have lived in tropical climates for some time now, we are sensitive to the issue of sunscreen, but of course, not living in a warm climate can give a false sense of security for people, especially if one is already of a darker skin tone. However, as can be seen on many sites to include http://dermatology.about.com, all skin is vulnerable to sun exposure and using a low-level sunscreen (SPF 15) daily is an effective means of combating this. From a cosmetic perspective, sunscreen also helps hold wrinkles at bay.

If the cosmetic industry depended on me, they would take a drastic nose-dive in the stock market. However, a very long time ago, an older woman that I worked with told me that if I would just be sure and cleanse well and moisturize, that would make a tremendous difference in my skin. I did take that advice, although during those days about all I could afford was Noxzema (which I still think is a great product). Having attained a better financial posture, I don’t buy the really expensive stuff, but I am careful to buy a moisturizer that also has sunscreen. Fifteen is the minimum and I prefer 28-30. That’s for daily use and when I go out on the boat, I apply regular sunscreen, but I use the one for babies. Yes, I know it sounds a little odd, but here’s the thing – whose skin needs protecting more than a baby’s? Hats, too, hats are a good thing in a climate like ours.

Anyway, please give this some serious thought it you haven’t considered it lately and especially if you have influence over young women who might think sunscreen is a waste of time.

 

How We Think Now…..

Serious content alert! A luncheon conversation did it again – set me to thinking about one of the important themes of my book, Your Room at the End: Thoughts About Aging We’d Rather Avoid. In this particular case, it has to do with knowing when you really are “too old” for a task or activity. I’m not talking about a physical thing here, although that certainly does happen. Being no longer able to carry an heavy object or climb up on a ladder without the real risk of falling, or something of that nature, is in a way, easier to accept because there is a physical impediment that can be defined. In other cases, as in this particular discussion, it is the far more distressing point of discovering that you may no longer have the mental acuity to manage a specific task or set of tasks. Worse, is having other people tell you that you are no longer able. Most of us like to believe that we will recognize that point and gracefully hand over the reins, maybe make a bit of a joke. If you haven’t experienced this with an older person in your own life, talk to someone who routinely works with the elderly and run that one by them. One of the things that I learned in working through writing Your Room was to acknowledge the fear (that is often accompanied by anger) of “becoming useless”, and especially of being pushed aside because someone perceives you in that manner.

What does one do about this? What I have come to believe is that a genuine analysis of a situation is the starting point and if you can’t objectively analyze, then ask for another “pair of eyes”. Is it that an individual can no longer do a task or that the individual can no longer do the task as quickly or as efficiently as before? There is a difference and it might be a big difference. Managing a checkbook is an example. Perhaps the individual was once meticulous in maintaining a checkbook down to the penny. Maybe that individual now labors much longer over the task, asking for you to double check their math, perhaps forgetting sometimes to enter a debit or deposit. If it is only occasionally, and doesn’t cause an overdraw, is it really time to consider taking away the management of the checkbook? Now, if there are multiple missing entries, and especially confusion about the missing entries (or duplicate entries), that’s probably cause for concern.

There are no easy answers here, no “one size fits all” measure, but what I would suggest is that if you do quickly reach in to “help” with something or become impatient because a previously simple task now requires double or triple the time, that you step back and try and view the situation from the other individual’s perspective. You may find that you are too quickly leaping to the conclusion that someone is “too old” for a task. If you are correct, however, try to handle it with as much dignity as possible for the other person.