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Five great ways to simplify

Feeling overwhelmed? Here are five easy ways to streamline your life, find more time and feel less stressed.

1. Have a clean-out.

According to feng shui, the Chinese art of placement, the clutter in your home correlates with parts of your life that need attention. Key spots include your entrance, which represents how you approach life, and your attic, which represents your goals.

2. Maximise your commute.

If you travel two hours a day to and from work, over the course of a year you will have spent 21 full 24-hour days commuting! Use the time wisely by: reading, if you’re not the driver; listening to tapes; or working out, if you can bike or walk to work.

3. Cook ahead.

Save time and eat more healthily by cooking on the weekend and making enough to freeze for the rest of the week. Soups and casseroles freeze particularly well.

4. Dejunk your mind.

If you find yourself unable to focus, try this quick meditation. Sit in a chair with your hands in your lap. Focus on your breath and begin counting each exhalation until you’ve counted 10 breaths. If you lose count, start again.

5. Save a tree and your sanity.

Keep paper and electronic junkmail to a minimum. Arrange to have some of your bills paid electronically. And sign up for a junk-email blocking tool – for ideas, visit www.obviously.com/junkmail

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Prostate cancer

A promising remedy for prostate cancer?

Science has good news for men. A recent study, published in The Journal of Urology, shows that a supplement containing the herbs saw palmetto (Serenoa repens) and reishi (Ganoderma lucidum) slows the growth of prostate cancer.

The study tested the effects of the herbs on 69 men with prostate cancer over 33 months. One year into the study, 88 per cent of the men had reduced levels of prostate-specific antigen (PSA), an enzyme that indicates spreading of the disease.

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Stress

From The Australian Women’s Weekly Health Series Stress: How to Cope with Pressure. Click Here to buy to the book!

Gender thinking

For whatever reason – whether by nature or conditioning – men and women tend to think in very different ways.

These differences can generate enormous tension and stress. This may be reduced if you can gain some insight into the pattern of your partner’s thinking, and try to accept the differences.

Here are some common features of gender thinking which tend to promote misunderstanding. For example, when two members of the same sex get together, the content of the discussion may fit these forms:

How women look at things

Issues are 75 per cent personal and 25 per cent business. Women tend to be concerned with the quality of friendship and connection and feelings generally. Speech tends to be wide-ranging and detailed. Women prefer discussing the nature and consequences of a problem, in order to gain reassurance and confidence about themselves.

Women may frequently ask questions such as “What should be done?” and “Can I do it?”

How men look at things

Issues are 75 per cent business and 25 per cent personal. Men tend to be competitive, concerned with who’s bigger, tougher, stronger, better, and who has the most “toys”. Their speech tends to be direct and precise.

Men will try to solve problems where possible, in a effort to do something concrete. This role is powerful. “Knowing what to do” is important.

The most effective thing a man can do when talking to a woman is to check with her that he has grasped her meaning. She will greatly appreciate this effort!

When it’s just too hard

Despite the positive suggestions in this chapter, there are still relationships where abuse and violence affect both partners and children.

Often there is a major underlying problem such as past sexual abuse, current alcohol abuse (or other addictions) or depression and chronic unhappiness for all.

If you consider that you, or your family, need help with such issues talk with your doctor or trained people who can support you to change. Professional help is essential if you wish to change these family patterns in the future.

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Teddy bed

A cute teddy-bed sleeping bag is perfect for sleepovers!

DIAGRAMS:

Teddy Grid

Mattress Pocket, Cover Lining and Pillow Pocket

Back and Cover

MATERIALS: 3.1m x 150cm cotton or woollen fabric

30cm x 40cm fur fabric

30cm x 40cm press-on interfacing

108cm x 75cm polyester padding

sewing thread

4 press studs

104cm x 65cm rubber or plastic foam (2cm thickness)

METHOD: Cut out fabric pieces, following the diagram and allowing for seams and hems.

Trace Teddy outline onto the back of the interfacing; press onto the wrong side of the fur fabric. Stitch around outline; trim. Pin and machine applique teddy motif to Cover Top (see diagram).

Turn under hems, where indicated and topstitch.

With right sides facing, pin and sew Pillow Pocket around three edges; attach to Back. Trim, neaten and turn to right side. Press.

To make ties, cut 16 strips 6cm x 24cm; fold each lengthwise (right sides facing) and sew around edge, leaving one end open. Turn out and press. Pin in place as indicated with raw edges matching.

With right sides facing, pin and sew Mattress Pocket and Cover Lining together along 108cm edge.

Place two layers of bed together, with right sides facing.

Pin and sew around outside edge, making sure edge ties are all facing inside and Leave top edge of Cover open. Neaten seams. Turn out and press.

Insert polyester padding between Cover Top and Cover Lining sections.

Topstitch along seam to close. Catchstitch through padding where indicated, to hold padding in position.

Topstitch hemmed pockets by 13cm. Sew two press studs inside each hem. Make two long ties from fabric 8cm x 109cm long in the same way as before. Sew centre of each tie 53cm from bottom edge of Back, where indicated. Insert purchased pillow in pocket. Fill Mattress Pocket with plastic or rubber foam, 2cm thick by pocket size, if desired.

Tie ends and sides to keep child cosy when in use; roll up and tie to carry or store.

Bed is machine washable.

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Q&a: Lee Smith

Lee Smith is the author of The Last Girls, selected as the Great Read in the January issue of The Australian Women’s Weekly. The story centres on a group of old college friends who, in 1965, inspired by Huckleberry Finn, sailed a homemade raft down the Mississippi River. Thirty-four years later, they reunite to sail the river again. The Last Girls is about friendships, romance, memory and desire.

**Q I was amazed to read that the raft trip down the Mississippi is based on fact.

A** Yes, (laughing), I’m amazed now that we did it. My husband and I went down the Mississippi again, a few years ago, when I was doing research for this novel. We went on a steam boat and standing there, looking out at the size of the river, I could hardly believe that we did it. It just seems amazing to me. When you’re young, you don’t realise the dangers.

**Q You’re also more adventurous when you’re young?

A** Absolutely! It’s a great advantage (laughing). I think, too, when you’re young, you’re so much more open to everything. I think in a way this book is about friendships between women. The friendships we make when we’re young, nothing makes such an impression. We feel so much and experience so much – the friends you have at that time in your life are the ones that make a really indelible impression. Like the first man in your life.

The first trip was very much like the trip as it is described in the novel. I was at an American literature seminar at a women’s college. The characters are made up, but we were a lively bunch.

**Q How many of you were there?

A** Fifteen of us were on the trip. We built a raft which essentially looked like a floating porch. There was like a lumber floor and oil drums. It was 40ft long, 15ft wide and it had a railing around it and a structure over it, so we could cover it with tarpaulins. And we had a 240 horsepower motor. We also had two boys with us. Our parents were not about to let us on the river without some guys, so we had a couple of cousins, and a retired river-boat captain. The authorities were not going to let us on the river, so we cried on television and this old river-boat captain emerged from this retirement home. He’d been on the river for 50 years. So he had a story about everything and a lot of that I had to leave out because I was writing a different book. He was terrific.

**Q And the trip was just some crazy idea you came up with?

A** It was exactly like that. There were one or two young women among the group, who were the kind of people who get things done – pursue things. I was not one.(laughing)

**Q And the trip really was inspired by Huckleberry Finn?

A** It was and it truly was a raft of mainly English majors. At that time we were reading – it was the vogue in America then – Joseph Campbell’s The Hero With a Thousand Faces and looking at literature in terms of myth, and heroic journeys and so on. Later when I began to think about writing this book I realised that that model of the heroic journey, the quest to conquer, was so much a boy’s book – so much a male journey. And really, if we think of the river journey as a metaphor for life, for women that very organised goal-oriented journey has not been the case. For any woman I know, it’s really been more about the journey than the destination.

We were reading Huckleberry Finn when we decided to do the trip. Actually the content of that wonderful novel doesn’t have so much to do with my novel, except maybe in the theme of the loss of innocence.

**Q How many days were you on the river?

A** Sixteen days. Because we wrecked! We were hit by the tail of a hurricane and were flung into the levee and had to buy a new motor and get the rail repaired. Then we had some terrible weather. By the time we got to New Orleans, everything we had was wet. And we were filthy.

**Q And lucky to be alive?

A** Well, it wasn’t that bad, but it was a real adventure. I think we thought it was going to be this idyllic floating along. And it was a lot of work! It was wonderful, but I guess every trip is different to what you think.

**Q Your parents must have been relieved to know you arrived safely?

A** I think they were. We were getting lots of press coverage by the time we came to New Orleans, because it became a bit of a cause celebre. They were following us in the press as we went. And we were really met by a tug boat with a jazz band playing and given the keys to the city.

**Q So you were minor celebs?

A** For a day or so. We got free hotel rooms. It was tremendously exciting and very empowering to attempt something hard and achieve it.

The return trip my husband and I did was on a steamboat and although based on a real event in my life, the characters in the book are all fictional, because that’s what I do. That’s the kind of thing I know how to write.

**Q I read that around the time you did the trip, you kind of broke out and that there was a go-go dancer with a rock band?

A** (Laughing) Well, that was also kind of a lark. I was in an all-woman band and it had a funny name because the college is in Virginia and the band was the Virginia Wolves.

**Q I’ve read that you think Virginia Woolf’s book, To The Lighthouse, is the perfect novel?

A** Yes, I think so, for me. However, I have to add that I just read Ian McEwan’s Atonement, and it’s really good, But I love Virginia Woolf, she’s someone who I have spent a lot of time reading.

**Q I assume that the reunion in the book is fictional?

A** Yes. Over the years, people would say, “when are you going to write about the raft trip?” For a fiction writer, no matter how interesting events are, that’s not a story. For a story you’ve got to have meaning and relevance about how those events affected the characters. So it’s taken, really, 30 or 35 years to begin to understand how the story has a real resonance and relevance for me, now.

**Q Have some of the girls who went on the trip with you read the book, and did they like it?

A** Oh yes! I’m really good friends with several of them. One’s a professor of literature, another is a journalist in Washington. Three or four of them have read it and everybody liked it so much. I’m so pleased.

**Q I was fascinated by the character “Baby”. On the one hand, she was endlessly fascinating and attractive, on the other, she was destructive. Yet ultimately, according to her husband, she had finished up living a worthwhile life.

A** Baby is a catalyst. I feel like most of us have run into somebody like that and when you’re young and things make such an impression, they can really get you into a lot of trouble. You know, people who are themselves troubled can be so charismatic. I made Baby a kind of a genius as well as a completely free spirit. The impact on Harriet was tragic, because she put her life on hold in reaction to what happened.

**Q I thought the adventures of this group of women also mirrored the times – the 1960s when young women were experiencing a lot of change?

A** Oh absolutely and this is why I named it The Last Girls. When people say the ’60s, the images that come into our minds are free spirits and summer of love and hippies. And San Francisco and psychedelic drugs. In reality in the US, the ’60s were all those things that we think, but they didn’t really happen in the ’60s, except if you happened to be living in San Francisco. Or you were at Harvard or somewhere like that. For most Americans, who were at rural schools, it was not like that. It’s true the ’60s were poised to happen, in 1966. Everything was really changing, certainly for women and the women who were going to graduate were going out into a world vastly different from the world that their parents expected for them. Or that they had expected for themselves. It was a world with incredibly more possibilities, for them and their lives. But also a world of greater ambiguity and the loss of certainties like the ’50s family and the myth of romance, that they were going to marry someone and they would be with them forever.

**Q They were also difficult times for women who were torn between two very different worlds?

A** Absolutely, and I think, just like in the novel, when I look through my clippings from newspapers from that time, stuff like Girls A Go-Go Down The Mississippi, nowadays no-one would ever call a group of young women on a raft “girls” – it really would be defeating.

**Q I’ve read that from an early age you loved stories, telling them and hearing about them and that you earned pocket money, writing stories for neighbours?

A** (laughing) That’s right, I grew up in a family not so much of readers or writers or scholars, but of story-tellers, so I was very lucky to have grown up hearing so many wonderful stories.

**Q Is it true you used to hide up in the ceiling of your father’s shop and listen in to everything?

A** Yes, (laughing) absolutely. I had an endless fascination and then I did spend some years as a journalist and that gives you carte blanche to ask personal questions of people. That’s another way to learn about character, I guess.

**Q What years did you work for a newspaper?

A** I worked there until I had children. About 1968-73. I worked on the Richmond Newspaper and then on the newspaper in a town in Alabama and there were a lot of characters. I worked in features and then I ran a Sunday supplement and I was also trying to write fiction all that time as well. I did have the novels coming out, too, when I was young.

**Q I read your parents both suffered from depression and that in a way, your writing was therapy for you?

A** It was, although I don’t think I’d ever heard the word therapy at that point, but it was another world to be in for a little while and I think reading and writing are legitimately used as an escape for all of us at any time. But my parents, while they did have these troubles, were enormously supportive of my interests and of each other. They were very sweet. They just seemed to have a bit of trouble navigating the world.

**Q Do you have sisters and brothers?

A** No, my parents were older when I was born. They thought they would never have children.

**Q You were the miracle child?

A** Yes and I think that was one reason they didn’t know quite what to do with me because I was an avid reader, I was different!

**Q You’ve described yourself as a “deeply weird child?”

A** (Laughing) I think that’s true. Books and reading and writing. No-one in my family was at all like that. They were all in business, they were gamblers, poker players, into politics – they were kind of hard livers and big drinkers and the women were very traditional home-makers. So I was an odd little thing.

**Q Like someone who’d come from Mars?

A** Yes, that’s right! But they were all delighted with me. I was just a strange sort of kid.

**Q You grew up in Appalachian mountains? What was it like?

A** The mountains there are really big, really straight up and down and when I was growing up, the roads were bad, so we were very much isolated. The Appalachian Mountains were one of the few places in the country that was really cut off from the mainstream for a long time because of the geography and so we did have our own very strong folk culture, which I’ve written about a lot. We enjoyed country music – blue grass. I grew up with that and that kind of story-telling – everything was expressed out loud – and with lots of music and folklore and customs. The main income where I come from was coal mining. It was very poor and very hard. I think when other people think about the South, they have a Gone With the Wind image and my background was nothing like that.

**Q You were one of the first writers to depict poor Southern women?

A** That’s right. I had the privilege to grow up with so many women, particularly of my parents’ generation who had worked so hard and had led what I considered to be heroic lives and I hadn’t seen these lives written about very much. So I wanted to honour them.

**Q In what way are women from the south different to women in the North?

A** Now there’s not much difference frankly, because television is a great leveller and we’re all sort of in the same culture, but for a long time the South was so much poorer and so much more remote. The civil war is what made the difference because it was the only part of this country that was occupied, defeated. There was a certain real difference. For a long while, it was a lot more backward educationally and there was more racial prejudice. It was less industrial, much more rural, fewer cities and now I think the South has economically, culturally and in every other way, caught up with everybody. Traditionally, the Southern woman was at home. Or she was on the farm. Or up in the mountains She was not as such a visible force, not as educated. But there have also always been really good Southern Writers. The south as a whole, has provided so much to write about. It is a particular culture with particular problems. And incredible conflict. And fiction requires conflict. In fact, I think a lot of our country’s greatest writers have come from the South because there’s so much tragedy and torment and big stuff to write about (laughing). It’s colourful!

**Q William Faulkner is one of your big influences?

A** Yes and in the same way as Virginia Woolf – his experimentation with narratives and ways of telling the story.

**Q How old are you?

A** I turned 58 on November 1.

**Q You still write your books in long-hand?

A** Yes (laughing). But I’m so glad I’ve gotten email, because I’ve been able to email back and forth with the publicist in Australia to organise our interview. I just got a computer.

I don’t know why! To me, writing is – because I have a story-telling tradition – very visceral. I hear the words in my head and I just sort of go into a kind of trance and write it out. I do have a wonderful secretary who at some point will put it onto a disc.

**Q You have two sons?

A** They are 32 and 30 and the one who is 30, has just had a child so I’ve just had my first grandchild. And I felt like it was really appropriate that she was born just as this book was coming out because it’s all about passages and changes in a woman’s life and I certainly have had this huge emotional reaction to having this adorable baby in our family. I mean, it’s just beyond anything. They named her Lucy and she was born on October 8.

And I have a wonderful step-daughter who is a psychologist, Amity. My husband’s name is Hal Crowther, he’s a journalist I married him in 1985 and he, too, has recently written a book. It’s called Cathedrals of Kuzu – and that’s the kind of vine that grows over everything in the South. It’s his journalist’s take on the whole thing.

**Q You have two dogs and two cats?

A** We have two dogs, one called Hilly after Hillary Clinton and Gracie. Sadly, we don’t have our cats any more.

**Q If I said, “Lee Smith loves…”, how would you finish the sentence?

A** My family, to read and write and just be as passionately connected with the real world as I can. I’m very interested in politics and gardening and cooking and I walk three miles every day. I’m not the kind of writer who’s apart from the world. And I am very involved in things like literacy efforts, and very partisan to the Appalachian region where I’m from and I spend time going back up into the mountains and teaching writing classes. I think that’s real important.

**Q Lee Smith believes very strongly in …?

A** Education and women’s rights – politically I’m a liberal – I believe in individual rights and freedoms. I’m what they call in the South (laughing) a yellow dog Democrat. That means I’d vote for a yellow dog before I would vote for a Republican. I’m not a George Bush fan.

Thank you Lee, for all your time and help.

Well, thank you, I’m going to look at your website and I’m just so completely thrilled that the book has made this kind of journey to a whole other country and a whole other culture. It means so much to me, it really does.

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Extract: the last girls

Get rid of glue

We hope you enjoy this extract from our Great Read for January: The Last Girls, by Lee Smith (Hodder).

Look out for this, and other books bearing the ‘Great Read’ sticker in your local bookshop.

*Mile 736

Memphis, Tennessee

Friday 5/7/99

1645 hours*

Harriet thinks it was William Faulkner who said that Mississippi begins in the lobby of the Peabody hotel. Waiting to check in at the ornate desk, she can well believe it. Vast and exotic as another country, the hushed lobby stretches away forever with its giant chandeliers, its marble floors, its palms, Oriental rugs and central fountain, its islands of big comfortable furniture where gorgeous blond heiresses lean forward toward each other telling secrets Harriet will never know and could not even imagine. Oh she has no business being here in Memphis at all, no business in this exclusive lobby, no business going on this trip down the river again with these women she doesn’t even know any longer and has nothing in common with, nothing at all. As if she ever did. As if it were not all entirely a coincidence-proximity, timing, the luck of the draw, whatever. Harriet has read that they assign roommates now strictly by height, a system that works as well as any other. And in fact she and Baby were exactly the same height (five feet six inches) and exactly the same weight (125 pounds)-though Lord knows it was distributed differently-when they were paired as roommates at Mary Scott College in 1963. They could wear each other’s clothes perfectly. Harriet remembers pulling on that little gray cashmere sweater set the minute Baby took it off, Baby coming in drunk from an afternoon date as Harriet rushed out for the evening; she remembers how warm and soft the cashmere felt slipping down over her breasts which no boy had ever seen. That was freshman year.

Oh this is all a dreadful mistake, Harriet realizes now as her heart starts to pound and she tries to breathe slowly and deeply in the freezing fragrant air of the Peabody hotel. She anchors herself by looking up the nearest column, so massive, so polished, really she is quite insignificant here beside it. Insignificant, all her unseemly heaving and gasping and emotional display. Harriet gazes up and up and up the slick veined column stretching out of sight into the dark Southern air of the mezzanine at the top of the marble staircase that leads to all those rooms where even now, cotton deals and pork-belly futures are being determined and illicit lunchtime affairs are still in steamy progress. Oh, stop! What is wrong with her? Everything Harriet has worked so hard to get away from comes flooding back and she has to sit down on a pretty little bench upholstered in a flame stitch. She really can’t breathe. She’s still getting over her hysterectomy anyway. She gasps and looks around. The walls are deep rose, a color Harriet has always thought of as Italian, though she has never been to Italy. The lighting, too, is rosy and muted, as if to say, “Calm down, dear. Hush. Everything will be taken care of. Don’t worry your pretty little head . . .”

A black waiter appears before her with a silver tray and a big grin (Doesn’t he know how politically incorrect he is?) and asks if he can bring her anything and Harriet says, “Yes, please, some water,” and then he says, “My pleasure,” and disappears like magic to get it. The big corporation that runs this hotel now must have taught them all to say “My pleasure” like that, Harriet is sure of it. No normal black boy from Memphis would say “My pleasure” on his own.

But was it William Faulkner who said, “Mississippi begins in the lobby of the Peabody hotel”? Or did somebody else say it? Or did she, Harriet Holding, just make that up? At fifty-three, Harriet can’t remember anything, sometimes of course it’s a blessing. But for instance she can’t remember the names of her students five minutes after the term is over, and she can’t remember the names of her colleagues at the community college if she runs into them someplace unexpected such as the Pizza Hut or Home Depot, as opposed to the faculty lounge or the library where she has seen them daily for thirty years.

Yet suddenly, as if it were only yesterday, Harriet can remember Baby Ballou’s beautiful face when she married Charlie Mahan in the biggest wedding Harriet has ever seen, to this day, and they were all bridesmaids: Harriet and Anna and Courtney, suitemates forever, and now they’re all gathering again. Oh, it’s too much! Just because Harriet took care of Baby Ballou in college does not mean she has an obligation to do so for the rest of her life.

Harriet can’t remember why she ever consented to do this anyway, why she ever called Charlie Mahan back when he left that message on her voice mail, considering it was probably all his fault anyway. Yet Charlie Mahan is still charming, clearly, that deep throaty drawl that always reminds Harriet of driving down a gravel road, the way she and Baby used to do when she went down to Alabama visiting. Joyriding, Baby called it. Harriet has never been joyriding since. Just driving aimlessly out into the country in Baby’s convertible, down any road they felt like, past kudzu-covered barns and cotton fields and little kids who stood in the yard and silently watched them pass and would not wave. Just drinking beer and listening to Wilson Pickett on the radio while bugs died on the windshield and weeds reached in at them on either side, towering goldenrod and bee balm, joe-pye weed as tall as a man. Like everything else in the Deep South, those weeds were too big, too tangled, too jungly. They’d grow up all around you and strangle you in a heartbeat, Harriet felt. A Virginian, Harriet had always thought she was Southern herself until she went to Alabama with Baby Ballou. And now here she is again, poised on the lush dark verge of the Deep South one more time.

Harriet thinks of the present the bridemaids gave Baby the night before her wedding, sort of a joke present but not really, not really a joke at all, as things have turned out: a fancy evening bag, apricot watered silk, it had belonged to somebody’s grandmother. “Everything you need to live in the Delta,” they had printed on the accompanying card. Inside the purse was a black silk slip and a half-pint of gin. Harriet could use a drink of gin herself just thinking about Baby’s thin flushed face with those cheekbones like wings and her huge pale startled blue eyes and the long dark hair that fell into her face and how she kept pushing it back in the same obsessive way she bit her nails and smoked cigarettes and did everything else.

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Six natural new year’s resolutions

Follow these simple steps for a healthier new you.

1. Highlight the positive

Instead of focusing on what you want to change, make a list of your good qualities and all the things you are thankful for.

2. Pamper yourself

Once a week do something just for you: take a herbal bath, give yourself a pedicure, meditate, or rent a favourite movie.

3. Open up

Turn off the television and try to open yourself up to new ideas and experiences. You’ll be surprised how much extra time you have.

4. Try yoga

Quiet and invigorating, yoga is a perfect anytime exercise. Not only can it help to build strength in the body, it can also help to calm the mind and beat stress.

5. Speak out

Repressed emotions (particularly anger) harm your health. While you’re at it, tell those close to you how much you love them.

6. Get a feng shui evaluation

This Chinese design art creates a positive energy flow in your home that will attract good luck, prosperity and peace.

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Time to get lazy

Skip the early morning jog and sleep in, say research scientists at the German University of Fulda.

Much like hibernating bears, people live longer if they sleep eight to nine hours a night, take naps and avoid long work hours and extreme exercise, say the researchers.

Not that sloth should be your motto, they hasten to add. You simply need to limit your stress. If you exercise regularly – for example, for an hour or more seven days a week without giving your body a chance to rest between workouts – your adrenal glands become overworked, thus weakening your immune system. Indeed, marathon runners and workaholics have shorter-than-average life spans, the researchers found, while siesta-loving Italians live longer.

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Virtually pain-free

Made famous amongst Aussie parents by kids who adore going to TimeZone, American psychologist David Patterson, PhD., is now using virtual reality (VR) to distract burn victims from the pain of daily wound care.

While having their wounds cleaned, patients wearing VR visors can play in a computerised world where they have a snowball fight or fly through a canyon.

Tests indicate that those using VR have their pain reduced by up to 50 per cent. “Pain is largely psychological,” Hoffmann says. “The amount of pain you think you’re in is the amount of pain you’ll feel.” While absorbed in the world of VR, he says, the patient has very little consciousness left to process pain.

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Trim your holiday trash

We throw away 25 per cent more rubbish during the period between Christmas and New Year’s Day than any other time of the year. This extra waste amounts to masses of unnecessary garbage – here are a few waste-reducing ideas:

  • Instead of wrapping gifts for kids, hide the presents unwrapped, and plant clues to where they’re hidden like a treasure hunt.

  • User faster film speeds, such as 400 or 800. This will extend battery life.

  • Make your own tree ornaments out of things you already have around the house, such as used greeting cards or costume jewellery, or from things you might find in the backyard or the park, such as twigs, bark, herbs, and pine cones.

  • Send electronic greeting cards to family, friends and business associates who are online.

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