In 1537, in the midst of a several year conflict between France and Holy Roman Emperor Charles V, Ambroise Paré made an important discovery while treating the many wounded soldiers. By intuitively employing the scientific method, which would not be described by Francis Bacon for another eighty-two years, Paré examined patients treated in the traditionally accepted way by cauterizing their wounds with boiling oil, and compared them to those he’d treated with a balm made from eggs, rose oil, and turpentine when his oil supplies ran out.
Strange as it might sound to our modern ears, those patients who hadn’t been subjected to painful blistering by the application of boiling oil actually did a little better. Paré’s method didn’t catch on widely, but it did inspire him to make closer use of observation and data in deciding how to treat patients. And that eventually won him the title “father of surgery” in some history books.
It probably shouldn’t be surprising that this man earned such a distinguished moniker. He was, after all, a barber.
Barbers had been filling an important role in the medical community since at least 1163, when Pope Alexander III forbade clergy from practicing bloodletting. The barbers, whose experience with sharp implements had made them good assistants in the gruesome procedure, stepped up. What else could they do? Ailing people needed that bad blood drained and heroic barbers were ready to answer the call.
For centuries, barbers offered an alternative to physicians when none were available or affordable or willing to perform procedures they felt were beneath them, such as bloodletting, teeth pulling, bone setting, or limb amputating. The origin of the striped barber pole can be traced back to this time, as an advertisement for the bloody services offered inside the barbershop. And really, what could feel better after having a tooth yanked out than a bang trim and a nice clean shave?
I don’t know, but I do know that when my husband recently asked me to cut his hair for him, I felt about as comfortable as I would have been if he’d asked me to remove his arm. Like much of the world right now, our area has a lot of, hopefully temporarily, closed down businesses as we all do our best to hunker down and flatten the Covid-19 infection curve. That includes barbershops and hair salons, which makes sense, because the act of haircutting isn’t all that compatible with practicing social distance.
Of course, what that means is that as the weeks drag on, woefully unqualified family members are being called upon to fill the gap. My husband works in the healthcare field and is still leaving the house regularly, where he is seen in public. And he likes to wear his hair short—not all-over buzzed with clippers, because that would be too simple, but short, nonetheless.
It was getting a little shaggy. It was driving him kind of crazy. And, what can I say? I love him. It was time for this heroic, amateur, and entirely unskilled barber to answer the call.
I grabbed the clippers and the scissors and went to work. While I can’t honestly say it turned out perfectly, I don’t think it turned out too bad. My husband assures me it feels like a fresh haircut to him and he’s pleased with the results. I don’t ever want to do it again, and even though our dentist office is also closed for the foreseeable future, I don’t think my modicum of success in this area qualifies me to start pulling teeth, either.
It wouldn’t be true to say that Ambroise Paré so completely lacked training in actual medicine, such as it was in the sixteenth century. He had attended L’Hôtel-Dieu (a way famous and super old French hospital) to become what was known as a barber surgeon. I think that might parallel most closely to today’s nurse practitioner or physician’s assistant, whose training and scope of practice while significant, is much less extensive than that of a medical doctor.
But then I didn’t exactly go into this haircutting experience blind, either. My husband has, on occasion, cut the hair of both of our sons, and the youngest was due. With much coaching, I practiced first on my surprisingly cooperative twelve-year-old.
I can’t honestly say that attempt went as well. He likes his hair just a little bit longer on top and he has a troublesome cowlick that forms a spiky bit in the front if it isn’t cut just right. It’s now definitely not. But he doesn’t have to leave the house anytime soon and he looks adorable in a hat. Also, thankfully, there was no bloodletting in the process.
13 thoughts on “Shave and a Haircut and a Tooth Extraction”
I’m sure you did as well as my wife and daughter did on mine. I wear a hat all the time, too. hahaha.
It really did turn out ok. And fortunately, the hubbs is in a surgical scrub hat most of the time these days.
I believe if you’re going to pull teeth you have to knock the patient out first with a hammer. You are very brave to make the attempt at cutting hair. I have become quite scraggly on top so to look the part I gave up shaving as well, and now I look like an old man shoved out on the street. Maybe that’s the next step.
I’m sure you look dashingly rugged. The hubs is already looking a little strange these days because he normally wears a beard and had to shave it to wear the correct mask for work. It was the first time I’d seen him without facial hair for more than twenty years and a first time ever for our kids. Even after all these weeks, the twelve year old is still sometimes startled at the sight of him.
There are some in this world I have never seen minus the beard. Mind you, when my mother turned 60 she stopped dying her hair, and I wondered who the old lady was!
This haircut issue during lock-downs is certainly awkward. Same issue here in NZ. I usually end up looking like a mad physicist if I let my hair get too long. I need to find a DeLorean and flux capacitor so I can blend in a bit better…
Mad scientist is a good look!
i just cut my own hair too tonight
I would definitely not be brave enough to cut my own hair!
I cut my fiance’s hair, but with a number 1 clipper, it is more like a shave. Good post on the history of barbers.
Thanks! I did it once. Fortunately the barber shops had opened back up in our corner of the world by the next time he needed it.
I don’t really like getting haircut, because I want grow out my hair so I can style it. It would be very cool do that.
I brush my teeth every day and night.