There's been a lice outbreak in Maddie's classroom recently. Calamity has ensued. Well, maybe not calamity, since it's just one kid that's been identified with it. Given that there are about 25 students in this class, the odds are well in favor of the majority not requiring delousing of any sort.
Still, there isn't much comfort in the notion that these parasites may have transferred to another host without being properly detected by the school nurse. So, here we are, carefully following the detailed instructions provided by our mavens of public academia, combing through Madison's scalp for any evidence of intruder presence.
Did I mention this whole sordid ritual has become a family affair? Oh, yes. Madison's tresses aren't the only ones subjected to frequent inspection, as both Jen and I have been sucked into the incessant void of lice detection. It's quite a sight to behold...a return to our primitive roots in a Neanderthal display of hair picking. A virtual follicle scavenger hunt, if you will.
I guess we've got a few weeks of this to deal with, unless another child is discovered with an outbreak...then we're doomed to a vicious cycle of parasitic disturbance. That would be terrible. The mere thought of all those creepy-crawlies burrowing their way through scalp and mane gives me the willies.
My head feels itchy just typing this. Does your head feel itchy?
*scratch scratch scratch*
Ugh.
1 comment:
ahhh.. head lice is so terrible. I had a friend that stayed here one night and never bothered to tell me he had lice. He slept on the couch and the next day, totally unaware of what he neglected to mention, I sat there and within a week, I realized that something terrible had happened.
I did not want to cut my hair, because I'd been growing it for 4 years, at that time (last year).. so I undertook the painstaking process of removing the little buggers. It was so awful, but.. it was successful. :)
Hopefully they'll stay far, far away.
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