Dementia: The Hair Salon

Several weeks ago, my mother-in-law stopped going to the hairdresser. She and her caregiver had been walking down to the small salon at her assisted living facility once a week.  Then one day she got up and after being dressed did not want to go. Or maybe she did not understand or we did not understand. In any event, her caregiver has been washing her hair two times a week and gently toweling it dry.

Mother spends a lot of time on the couch dozing, and moving around has become more and more difficult. Even a short trip to the bathroom leaves her breathing heavily.

At my hair appointment I mentioned the situation to Raymond, my stylist, and since he knows mother and has done her hair, he offered to to over to her apartment on Monday to cut and blow dry her hair. What am amazing and kind offer!

We have set it up so that Mother’s caregiver will wash her hair tomorrow morning, and then Raymond will arrive to trim and blow it dry. We have no idea if mother has the strength to weather this short hair procedure, but it will be very interesting to see what happens.

One thought on “Dementia: The Hair Salon

  1. Your mother’s no longer going to the hairdresser takes me back. Until the last three weeks of her life, I transported my mother to Country Club Salon where Ray did her hair. They talked about his trips and her past. Hair appointments and the trip to Emil Villas or Marie Callendar’s afterwords mattered, and I can tell they matter to your mom as well.

    I hope Raymond makes your mother feel pretty and witty and more. =)

    B. Lynn Goodwin
    http://www.writeradvice.com
    Author of You Want Me to Do WHAT? Journaling for Caregivers

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