A-Z Caregiving Tips (R-S)

Time to revisit my little series of A-Z Caregiving Tips. The photo below is the article which inspired me to make my own A-to-Z list. Let me pick up where I left off and invite you to join me this week for R and S.

Repeat gently, looking toward me if I miss hearing something.

One thing we caregivers do a lot is repeat ourselves. When our loved ones have trouble understanding what we say, it’s important to repeat things. It’s also important to communicate in a way that includes facial expressions, which provide important information for our loved ones. Because my mom was also very hard of hearing, she relied even more heavily on my facial expressions.

The person who has dementia needs you to sit down on their level, look them in the eyes with all gentleness as you speak. I say “gentleness” because it is very easy to have a look of annoyance or irritation when you feel like you’re repeating something for the umpteenth time. Caregivers must be aware that the non-verbal messages we communicate with our body language and facial expressions speak louder than the actual words we speak.

Facial expressions can be difficult for people with hearing problems to understand when we’re moving. Think about how often we call out to someone in another room during the day. Or when we talk to someone in passing as we’re busy with other things. If you’d like more information on this topic, click here for another great resource.

(With all respect to the original author of this list, I didn’t quite see how standing up for the environment relates to caregiving, so let me proffer my own version of the letter S.)

Step back and take a break.

Being a caregiver can be very stressful. I often felt overwhelmed while taking care of my mom. During those moments, I had to take a step back and take a break from all the pressure. For me, that meant leaving my mom with my husband for an hour or two so I could go to the gym. Sometimes he called me back home, but most of the time, I was able to enjoy some time for myself and relax.

My husband working a puzzle with mom.

It bothers me when I hear caregivers lament that they have no one to help them. I know that it is too often the case; but more often than not, the reality of the situation is that they (we) are afraid to ask for help–or reticent to accept help when it is offered.

I believed I was the best person to take care of my mom, but I also realized that I wasn’t the only one who could do it. It was important for my well-being to take a little break sometimes. I would reach out to our church’s private Facebook page and ask for someone to spend time with my mom for a few hours so I could do something else. Most of the time, someone was willing to help.

There were times when a friend would say something like, “Hey, my daughter and I would like to stop by on Monday to color with your mom. What time would be good for you?”

I learned two important lessons: Ask for help, and never refuse an offer of help.

Sing it Anyway

As I grow older, I’m noticing that my hearing is not as great as it used to be. I’m not quite at hearing aid stage, but a recent hearing test revealed that I have the most difficulty with hearing the higher tones–which explains why I can hear my husband’s voice perfectly well, but have trouble hearing the voices of women and children. I have only a taste of what it’s like to not be able to hear. My blogging friend, Sheila, knows what it is to be profoundly deaf and yet praise God in music. You might appreciate her little devotional (below).

Devotions by Sheila

BY PRAYER AND SUPPLICATION WITH THANKSGIVING LET YOUR REQUESTS BE MADE KNOWN UNTO GOD. PHILIPPIANS 4:6 ASV

It doesn’t matter if you can read music or carry a tune. Sing it anyway. Let your heart sing old songs and new. Make a joyful noise.

29 – Fill my cup

Hymns and golden oldies music occupy a large room in my memory bank. The hymn I took the title from today is dear to my heart. Before I lost my hearing I sang it in the church choir. A hearing-impaired second soprano who didn’t want to quit singing.

After profound deafness came to stay, I learned to sign some favorite songs with my hands. Fill my cup, Lord. I lift it up, Lord. Come and quench this thirsting of my soul.

Scripture: My lips will shout for joy, when I sing praises to you; my soul also, which you have redeemed. Psalm 71:23 ESV

Prayer: Father God, since you have redeemed my soul through your son Jesus Christ, I must sing. I cannot stop my heart and mind from praising you with music. Thank you for all music written by inspiration to speak to us about love and life. Amen.


Music speaks to my heart.

If you pull up next to me at a traffic light, you might find me singing a praise and worship song at the top of my lungs. I wear earbuds when I’m at work and try to listen to Christ-honoring music. At home, I listen to music while I’m cooking, cleaning, or gardening. Every now and again, I break out in singing or humming whatever I’m listening to at the moment. Wayne can’t always figure out what I’m singing because carrying a tune isn’t one of my strengths, and I’m notorious for not remembering all of the lyrics. I’m not the best singer in the world, but I sing anyway.

“It doesn’t matter if you can read music or carry a tune. Sing it anyway. Let your heart sing old songs and new. Make a joyful noise.”

Devotions by Sheila

Whenever the road in life seems hard or takes a turn I didn’t expect, music has a way of reminding me that I am not alone and that I have a Helper. Music comforts me when I’m sad and lifts my heart to praise the One who is my comfort. When my heart is overflowing with the beauty of nature, music lifts my heart in gratitude to the Creator of it all.

When I cannot sleep at night, sometimes just listening to a playlist of the sounds of nature will lull me to a place of quiet rest. I absolutely love the sound that water makes–whether a gentle rain or a rolling thunderstorm, the trickle of a stream or the lapping of an ocean wave. There is music in all of God’s creation.

December is a time when music reminds me of the gift I have in Jesus. I’ve been creating a Spotify playlist of some of my Christmas favorites–you can find it here. I pray that you will find time in this busy season to sing along with music which will point you toward the One who is the true and best gift of Christmas.

And don’t worry if you can’t sing. Sing it anyway!

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