Not that my life is splendid by any means, but last week we got the "note" that there was an outbreak of LICE in Olive's classroom...she made the first pass with out lice.. this week, not so lucky. The freak that I am pulled her outside yesterday and started searching, because if there was one thing I learned in Public Health
Class..."no one in a lice infestation comes out clean...either you aren't looking or you don't care".
I'm pretty sure that most parents wouldn't know what to look for unless you actually showed them.
you see...a baby louse is about this size ~> . you see that? now imagine it tan in color and at the root of the hair. Do I really believe all the parents in Olives class are looking for something that small? Every strand of hair has to be looked at.
by the time they are this big ~> * it is too late, infested.
OK so I have taken 27 "rape showers" (if you know what I mean)...Burning HOT water, hot enough to melt my skin off. I have pulled my hair back and sprayed it with hairspray....Lice don't care for dirty hair....
and am itchy all over.
Olive on the other hand thinks this is hysterical, that is, after the tears and wanting to know if she would have to shave her head...Knowing Mommy would comb through each strand made her feel much better, so she thinks the attention is great.
Daddy won't let her in the car and wouldn't get near her....we'll have to deal with that trauma in her later years I'm sure....
Ilin graciously searched my head for lice, and I searched his...so far, we are clean.
My High Efficiancy washer is getting its workout out on sanitize load after load.
Last night I coated Olive's hair in Olive Oil and lice combed it through. I actually only got ONE actual louse,,,blech, vomit puke....then she had about 10 little eggs that I was able to pick off with Ilin's help and support.
We repeated again today
then tonight I will use the chemicals.