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Gel all the way through, or gel on top of foam?

There are seven cushions in my cupboard under the stairs. They cost me £212. A man who re-covers armchairs for a living told me why none of them worked. I'm Margaret. I live in Norwich, on my own since Keith passed three years ago. His armchair is in the front room. A big wingback, tartan, older than our son. I've never been able to get rid of it. It still smells a bit of his pipe if you put your face in the wing. It's where I spend most of my day now. Knitting for the grandchildren, my library books, the telly in the evening. If I'm honest, probably seven hours a day. And for about two years, I couldn't sit in it properly. It crept up on me. First I was sitting forward, on the edge, with my knitting held up near my face. Then I started drinking my tea standing at the kitchen counter. I told myself that was a good thing. Moving about more. Good for me at my age. But what I was really doing was avoiding sitting down. So I did what everyone does. I bought a cushion. A memory foam one first. £29.99. Lovely when I pressed it in the shop. Then one of those rubber rings, £18, because the lady at the chemist said they were good for "that area". It slid around and I felt like I was sitting on a lifebuoy. Then a "coccyx cushion", £34.99, the one with the bit cut out of the back. Foam again. Flat within the month. Then an "orthopaedic gel cushion", £39.99. It had GEL written on the box in big blue letters, and I thought, finally, this is the proper one. Then three more I'm too embarrassed to describe. Seven cushions. £212. All in the cupboard under the stairs, one on top of the other, and I was still drinking my tea standing up. Last spring the arms on Keith's chair finally wore through to the stuffing. My son said, "Mum, just get a new chair." I said I'd rather have it re-covered. So I rang round, and that's how I met Gary. Gary is a third-generation upholsterer. His grandad opened the workshop in 1961. He came round to measure up, and we had a cup of tea and talked about the chair. He came back the week after with his van to take it away. Then I went down to the workshop twice to choose the fabric, because I couldn't decide between a green velvet and a dark red. The second time, he made me a cup of tea, and I stood up to drink it, by the window, like I always do now. "There's a stool there, Margaret," he said. "I'm alright standing." He looked at me for a moment, and I don't know why, I told him. About the chair. About the perching. About the seven cushions. He asked me one question. "Gel all the way through, or gel on top of foam?" I said I didn't know. I said the box said gel. "Bring it in," he said. "I'll show you." So the next Thursday I brought in the £39.99 orthopaedic gel cushion in a carrier bag. Gary put it on his workbench, took a Stanley knife, and cut it straight down the middle. Inside, there was a layer of blue gel, about as thick as a pound coin. Glued on top of three inches of ordinary yellow foam. I felt a bit sick, to be honest. Not because of the money. Because of two years. "Foam's what I put in chair seats," Gary said. "I've been doing it for thirty-five years. And every few years I throw it out, because it goes flat. Always in the same place. Right where you sit." He pointed his knife at the cushion. "Every cushion in your cupboard is the foam I throw away, in a nicer jacket. You sit on it, it squashes under the bony bit at the bottom of your back, and twenty minutes later you're sitting on the chair through it." I asked him what actually works. He went out to his van and came back with a blue cushion. It looked like a honeycomb. Rows and rows of little hexagons. "This is Sue's spare," he said. Sue's his wife. She drives the 25 bus. Eight-hour shifts. "It's gel all the way through. No foam in it at all. When you sit, all these little walls fold over sideways and spread you out, so there's no one point taking the weight. And this," he turned it round, "is the clever bit." There was a U-shape cut out of the back. "That's where your tailbone goes. Nothing underneath it. Not softer. Nothing." He told me to press it. I put my palm on it and leant my whole weight on it. The honeycomb folded sideways under my hand. I pushed harder, trying to reach the bottom of it. I couldn't. "It's called FloatGel," he said, and wrote it on the back of one of his fabric sample tags for me. I've still got that tag. It's on the fridge. I ordered that evening. They were doing buy one get one free, so I got two. One for Keith's chair when it came back, one for the kitchen chair, so I could stop drinking my tea standing up like a horse. The first week it felt odd. Firmer than I expected. I nearly put it in the cupboard with the others. The second week I knitted an entire sleeve in one go. A whole sleeve. I only noticed because the programme I was watching had finished and I hadn't moved. The third week I watched all of Strictly without getting up once. The fifth week my granddaughter Ellie came to stay for the weekend. We watched a film together on the Saturday night. When it finished she looked at me and said, "Nan, you didn't get up once." I hadn't told her anything. Keith's chair came back from Gary's workshop in the green velvet. I put the blue cushion on it. It looks a bit odd, I'll admit. Like a beehive on a throne. I don't care. The seven cushions went to the charity shop. I hope whoever buys them only needs them for twenty minutes. I'm not going to tell you this was a miracle. I'm 72. Some days are better than others. But I sit in my husband's chair again. Properly. All the way back. What Gary said has stuck with me. The words on the box are not the thing inside the box. If you've got a cupboard like mine, and you're still perching on the edge of your chair, don't buy another one until you know what's inside it. Ask the question. **Gel all the way through, or gel on top of foam?** The one I use is FloatGel. It's at the link below. Right now it's buy one get one free, two for £59 and free UK delivery. — Margaret **P.S.** There's a 90-day money-back guarantee. After £212 of cushions I didn't want, I made sure of that before I ordered.

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It isn't his age. It's what he sits on.

For two years I blamed my husband's hip. It was the £34.99 cushion I bought him. I'm Margaret. Dennis and I have been married 51 years. He drove the number 36 bus round Leeds for most of them, and when he retired he did what he'd been promising to do since 1994. He sat down. His chair is by the front window. Brown, a bit shiny on the arms now. The remote lives on the left armrest and God help anyone who moves it. Crossword in the morning, snooker in the afternoon, tea at half three. Eight, sometimes nine hours a day in that chair. I never thought anything of it. That's what he'd earned. The first thing I noticed was the perching. He'd sit right on the front edge of the seat, like he was waiting for a bus. Then he'd lean onto one side. Then the other. Twice an evening he'd ask me to help him sit up straighter. I put it down to his hip. He'd had trouble with it since 2019. I put it down to being 79. Eventually, I made him an appointment with our GP. Dr. Williams had been looking after Dennis for nearly twelve years. A quiet man, probably in his late fifties, who never rushed you and always listened properly. I explained everything. The shifting, the leaning, the getting up during snooker. He asked Dennis to describe exactly where the discomfort was. "Right underneath me," Dennis said. "Almost like sitting on a stone." Dr. Williams nodded. He explained that prolonged sitting can put concentrated pressure on the area around the coccyx, particularly when someone spends most of their day in one position. Then he said something I hadn't considered. "Margaret, it's not always about how soft the cushion feels when you first sit down. What matters is how it supports you after several hours." He explained that some cushions compress under sustained weight, reducing the support they provide. He also mentioned that a cushion with a cut-out around the coccyx could help reduce direct contact with that sensitive area. He was careful to say that a cushion wouldn't necessarily solve Dennis's underlying problem, and that we should keep monitoring his hip. But one thing stuck with me. "Don't assume it's just his age. Let's look at what's happening when he sits." For the first time, I started wondering whether we'd been treating the wrong problem all along. Then Dennis started getting up in the middle of a frame of snooker. Dennis. Getting up during the snooker. If you knew him, you'd know. I bought him a memory foam cushion from the chemist. Four inches thick. £34.99. It felt lovely when I pressed it in the shop. Our daughter sent one of those rubber rings. He hated it. Said it was like sitting on a rubber duck. It slid about, and he said it just moved the ache somewhere else. Then I found a "gel cushion" online for £24.99. Gel. I thought, that's the proper stuff. Nothing changed. Christmas Day, we were at our daughter's in Harrogate. Fourteen of us round two tables pushed together. Halfway through dinner, Dennis put his napkin down and said he was going to sit in the car for a bit. "Rest my back." He missed the pudding. He missed the crackers. Our grandson, Alfie, he's seven, asked me why Grandad was outside in the car. I didn't have an answer. On the drive home I watched him shifting in the passenger seat and I thought, this is it now. This is just what getting old looks like. In January I started going to the Tuesday coffee morning at the church hall. Mostly to get out of the house, if I'm honest. There was a woman called Pat who always sat at the same table by the radiator. The first week we just nodded. The second week she saved me a seat. By the third week we were talking about our husbands, the way you do. I told her about Christmas. About the car. About the perching and the snooker. She put her cup down. "My Bill was exactly like that." "Was?" "He sits through the whole of Antiques Roadshow now. Doesn't move." Then she asked me something nobody had asked in two years. "What's Dennis sitting on?" I told her. The memory foam. The ring. The gel one. She made me put my fist on the table and press down. "Feel your knuckles? That's his tailbone. Foam doesn't hold you up, love. It gets out of the way. Give it twenty minutes and it's flat, and he's sitting on the chair through it. It isn't his weight. It's the hours." I said, "But the gel one?" "Was it gel all the way through? Or gel on top of foam?" I didn't know. When I got home I took the cover off. A thin layer of blue gel, maybe a quarter of an inch, glued on top of the same foam as the others. She was right. Every cushion I'd bought him was the same thing in a different cover. The next Tuesday Pat brought the parish newsletter and wrote on the back of it in biro: FloatGel – gel all the way through. She explained what Bill had. It's gel the whole way through, shaped like a honeycomb. When you sit, the little walls fold sideways and spread you out, instead of squashing flat under the one bony bit. And there's a gap cut out at the back, so the tailbone isn't touching anything at all. I ordered it that night at twenty to eleven on the iPad. They had an offer on, buy one get one free, so I got two. One for the chair. One for the car, because of Christmas. When the box came I did what Pat did. I pressed my palm into it with all my weight. The honeycomb gave sideways under my hand. I pressed harder, trying to reach the bottom. I couldn't. Dennis looked at it and said, "What's that, a cake rack?" The first week, he said it felt hard. He nearly asked for the old one back. I said give it till Sunday. The second week, he watched a full frame of snooker without getting up. I didn't say anything. I just noticed. The third week we went to our daughter's for Sunday lunch. I'd put the second cushion in the car and brought it in with us. He stayed at the table for pudding. He had seconds. The fifth week, our daughter rang me on the Wednesday. "Mum. Dad stayed for the whole film with the boys on Sunday." I hadn't told her about the cushion. I hadn't told anyone except Pat. I'm not going to pretend it fixed everything. His hip is still his hip. He's 79. He still grumbles on the stairs. But the evenings are back. He sits in his chair like he used to. Back in it, not perched on the edge of it. Here is what I wish someone had told me two years ago. A cushion that's comfy for twenty minutes isn't a cushion that's comfy for nine hours. Pressing it in the shop tells you nothing. The words on the box tell you nothing. If someone you love lives in one chair, and they've started perching, shifting, leaning, getting up for no reason, don't just put it down to age like I did. Go and look at what they're sitting on. The one we use is FloatGel. It's at the link below. At the moment it's buy one, get one free, two for £59 with free UK delivery, which is how we ended up with one for the car. — Margaret P.S. They give you 90 days to try it at home, and if it isn't for you they refund you. Dennis said he'd give it a week. That was in February.

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