I Feel Pretty

When I went to visit my mother today I found her going down the long hall very slowly and looking out of sorts. As I got closer, I noticed her hair was all wet, and her sweater top was on backwards. I asked her what happened to her hair and why her top was on backwards. She told me she had a new, young, male, Aid, give her a shower and he didn’t know how to blow dry and fix her hair so he left it wet, and apparently he didn’t know the front from the back of her sweater top. Mom also said the Aid didn’t even put any deodorant on her… She said “I feel like I look and smell awful.”

I said “well, don’t get all upset mom, I will help you get deodorant on, and help you get your top on right, and I will fix your hair.” I pushed mom back to her room, closed her bed curtain, found her deodorant in her shower bag and applied that for her, and helped her get her sweater top, that zips up the back, turned around so it was on her correctly. Then, I pushed her into her bathroom, put some hair mouse on her hair, and began blow drying her hair with a round brush lifting and curling it as I went. Even when mom has an Aid that really knows her and can shower and dress her properly, they never get her hair right. They just get it dry. They don’t really have enough time to spend trying to get it styled, and they really don’t even know the way my mom always styled her hair.

With her hair dry and fixed, I put some lipstick on her (first time in years she has had lipstick on), and her new necklace and bracelet, and turned her around so she could see herself.


I asked her how she felt now, and she said “I feel pretty.” When she said that, I said “do you know there is a song from West Side Story called “I Feel Pretty.” She said she knew that song. I said “OK, if you know it, sing it with me, and much to my surprise, she was able to follow my lead and we sang the first verse of:

I Feel Pretty,

Oh So Pretty,

I Feel Pretty and Witty and Bright!

And I Pity

Any Girl Who Isn’t Me Tonight…

I could tell that mom really did feel pretty after she had her hair fixed and some lipstick on…. And, with that, I pushed her down to the dining room where she surprised me again and actually ate almost all of her lunch, including desert. And, at least for today, mom actually generated very positive interactions with her tablemate, Joan. I guess the old saying is true… ” Pretty Is As Pretty Does…”

After lunch I took mom back to her room and she actually asked me to put some more lipstick on her because she said most of it came off when she was eating… I re-applied her lipstick and she said “now I feel pretty again for today. I touched her face and said “you ARE pretty mom… Just try to remember, pretty is NEVER about the lipstick…


Stay tuned!

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ellen Kaufman
    Oct 07, 2014 @ 00:06:06

    A new male aide must not have been trained in grooming! That is ashame he left your Mom in such a way. Thank God you came along and made the day a pretty one for her. I know how much she always liked to look her best. Thank you Virginia!❤️


    • beyondcinderella
      Oct 07, 2014 @ 02:14:58

      Yes Aunt Ellen, the new male aid does need some additional training but we will just have to give him the benefit of the doubt that with time he will get it right. I was just happy that I was able to get there today and help mom so she felt better and ended up having a good day… xoxo


  2. gotham girl
    Oct 07, 2014 @ 11:58:11

    Always enjoy reading about your visits, and once again you proved what an angel you are! I bet she felt like a million dollars! Love! xoxoxo


  3. katsbynp
    Oct 25, 2014 @ 00:14:49

    What an absolutely beautiful story! You are truly an angel..Thanks for sharing



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