When you have 4 kids, it’s bound to happen.
Somehow, up until this point we have evaded this “common” situation. I remember getting checked as a kid. I had tons of hair and as soon as the warning came out, my mom had the comb and checked me. Never had it.
And when the alerts from the classrooms of my son and daughter came out, I kept up with the checks and we continued to shun those critters. Not an itchy head in sight.
Until this week. Mike’s ex-wife messaged that she found lice in her home and on the kids and that we should check everyone and wash everything.
Suddenly, I was itching all over the place.
Actually, when I stopped to think about it, I’m pretty sure I had been itchy for days. I even consciously made the decision to buy different shampoo as this one was clearly drying out that area just behind my ears and at the base of my neck (you know, the place where lice apparently like to hang out) and causing me to itch.
Did lice cross my mind? Well, yes. My mind instantly reverted to the scene in the movie, I Don’t Know How She Does it All where Sarah Jessica Parker’s character is ferociously itching her scalp with any pointy object she can find, all while unknowingly being seen on camera during a very important virtual meeting. I actually laughed thinking to myself how awful that would be and thank goodness it’s not the case with my head. No, I just needed a new shampoo.
No, I was wrong.
“Clearly, I wouldn’t get lice,” turned into “Clearly, I have lice.”
This after a double check and confirmation that my daughter had crawling critters and nits. NITS! Have you heard of nits??? Eggs waiting to hatch in your head! These little bastards want to form a colony in your hair and thrive off of your blood!
This is the price I pay for letting 3 of our 4 kids with their long hair come in and use my brush when late for school.
“Brush your hair!” We say a lot in this house. But, going all the way upstairs is just too far for the soccer, softball and lacrosse players. So, my brush it became on a regular basis. And home for lice became my head.
A freak out? Check. Grossed out? Check! Endless amounts of laundry? Check. Lice lady coming to the house to de louse us all. DOUBLE CHECK!
Turns out none of the boys had it. Just us three girls. Figures.
Mike and I both worked from home yesterday while we had hours of treatments and checks done. He made a pot roast, the girls made games and the boys gloated that they were cleaner than us – which is so not true.
The laundry is still going and things are looking pretty clean. Now, it’s just daily checks every day for a week then every other day then a final check after 4 weeks.
After a treatment, followed by lice being eradicated from our heads and then 8 hours of oil on our braided hair, we washed, we checked, and nothing. But, the checks continue.
I am determined to keep these heads clear of lice.
No, you cannot use my brush!