Tales from a member of the Sandwich Generation – Observations

Being a member of the sandwich generation I’ve been able to observe some similarities in behaviour between one slice of my olive ciabatta and the other (I like to imagine I’m not an ordinary white bread sandwich).

  1. Both can be really fussy when it comes to eating. ¬†Just as Bruce doesn’t really like his food mixed together and served with gravy or sauce, the same goes for one of my parents
  2. Bruce has about 2 vegetables that he will eat with any regularity and enthusiasm, so does one of my parents
  3. Neither of them function in the working world and so have unrealistic expectations – from the capacity of a bureaucracy like a hospital or school to be flexible and accommodating to how much services and products really cost and how difficult they can be to access when on a strict budget
  4. There’s a lot of washing involved as they can spill food REALLY easily
  5. At a point in time both may need the assistance of a walker to get around
  6. They walk really, really, really slowly
  7. Their enthusiasm and desire to drive a car is completely outstripped by their capacity to do so
  8. They can both have trouble remembering how to get home

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Tales from a member of the Sandwich Generation

I’m part of the sandwich generation. Caught between young children and elderly parents. My parents have reached somewhat of a crisis in their lives. So this week, being school holidays in our state I’ve spent time being ham and cheese.

I’ve gone from someone telling me their legs were bored as they watched me look at clothes in Myer to some difficult and futile conversations like this one:

Me: “You will lose your driver’s licence because you have severe memory loss”

Parent: “I’ve never had my memory tested”

Me: “Yes you have, twice in September – you’ve just forgotten”

If it wasn’t real, it’d be funny.