Whats new?!

Aug 10, 2007 02:09

New is having nits (or hair lice.. whatever Americans call it :p). Mark brought home a fat headfull of massively healthy headlice about 3 weeks ago. He says to me (he's 5 in December) 'MUM MY HEAD IS ITCHY OMG CAN YOU SCRITCH IT WITH THE BRUSH AHHHHHH'. So I giggle at the adult inflections in the comment and pull out my brush. I'm brushing away and see these dark bits in his straw coloured hair.

Me: gawd, snooky-pants, you should stop playing in the sticky bushes out the front.
snooky: I WASN'T MUM, I WAS PLAYING WITH THE DOG OUT THE BACK
me: well you've got all this sticky rubbish in your....
me: *sees sticky dark rubbish move*
me: *freaks the fucking hell out*
me: 'OMG MICHAEL YOU'RE GOING TO THE CHEMIST NOWNOWNOWNOW.. OMG NITSNITSNITSNITS EWWW'
me: *spends the next 5 hours purging the family of the dreaded hair demons*

Now I've NEVER had nits, never. Not once during my whole nit ridden school days. I've had my hair long enough to easily sit on... my son is 4 years old, he brings home nits, and NOW I GET THEM. WTF?!
I went nuts. I cleaned my hair with every known nit ridding thing known to mankind - every day of the week for 2 weeks. Not 2, but 5 nit combs I went through.. then I found a steel one that didn't have plastic teeth to snap off due to overuse!

Minor mention here is that both boys had nits too. However boy hair is supershort and takes a nanosecond to rid them of it. Few nit comb-throughs every week after for a month and poof, gone. ME HOWEVER. Omg, my head has been ITCHY for the last 2 months. Its been like having chicken pox on my head for 60 days. Michael rolls his eyes at me and goes 'gawd THERE IS NO NIT.. ITS KIND OF LIKE THE SPOON'.

On the whole, as a name - 'dreaded hair demons' has suited me rather well. I've embarked on a nit destroying spree, NO NIT SHALL SURVIVE. The boys take it rather well on the whole, I just get alot of eyerolling and pats on the head from both of them.

My baby sister is a Pharmacist (aka Chemist). I said OMFGWTF to her. She replied, just iron everything, and/or wash it in a HOT washing cycle - hair lice eggs can't survive over 5mins in 60 degrees celcius. 'OK', I go.. and borrowed Mum's super huge pot. I proceeded to BOIL every last thing I could find. Chicky rolled her eyes at me and laughed till tears rolled down her face! I told her to wait till she has a baby and her darling boy was a hair lice factory.. then I'd laugh in revenge!

On the whole, I didn't find the entire experience overly fun, no :p. Poor little guy getting fed apon by parasitic hair demons, omg! Not just any lice, but big, fat, healthy lice! Ahhhhh.

Thats the most recent drama.. other impending is my baby brother's incoming 18th - he's decided to hold it at MY HOUSE; argh.
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