Mom came by this afternoon on her way to get her hair done. I couldn't help but laugh when I opened the door.
"Mom, you have the worst case of bed head I have ever seen!" I told her snickering.
"Is is that bad?" she asked, laughing.
"You should have looked in the mirror before leaving."
Mom got in my bathroom and got her hair fixed somewhat better. I see this as one of the negative symptoms of mom's schizophrenia. She used to would never leave the house like that before her breakdown. Now, it is as if she just no longer cares what the public thinks. I can understand how she feels.