Peg Kerr's Journal

Not clean yet. I found one live teeny weeny baby louse on Delia today, during a forty minute head check.

Off to wash the bedding again. *Snarl*

I suspect Delia picked it up this past week at camp. She was going to horseback riding camp, and they gave out helmets every day. I have a hunch one of the helmets she used was infested.

I saw the louse while we were listening to the sermon in church. I grabbed it out of her hair and tipped it into a piece of paper. Yep. A louse. I showed it to Delia and she started to cry, so hard that I just grabbed the girls and left after the sermon was over. Rude, but I was upset enough myself that I couldn't bring myself to care very much.

But it doesn't seem to be a very bad case. Other than that one adult louse, we found a tiny one, and two nits. That was it. We treated Delia but no one else, since we didn't find them on anyone else, and we're not going to be obsessive about the cleaning this time, either.

I can only do so much, dammit.