It was mentioned that someone wouldn't ask their husband anything about their hair. I knew my late husband loved my long hair because he would tell me how beautiful it was. It wasn't a matter of ASKING him what to do. A few years before he died another car ran me off of the road. I was either in a longarm cast or shortarm cast for the entire summer. My late husband washed, brushed, and put my hair in either a pony tail or braid that entire summer.