So, it’s terribly self-indulgent to be writing about lice when the health care vote is hanging in the balance, but I’ve already contacted my members and signed the MoveOn pledge to support primary challenges to any Dems who vote against health care reform (and that includes you Mr. Kucinich). So I’m going to be self-indulgent and write about lice.
The good news is that only N appears to have them so far.
The bad news is that I’ve been itching like crazy since I saw the first one.
The good news is that T tells me I don’t have any.
The bad news is that I’m not sure I believe him. We may have finally found the limit of my faith in my husband’s parenting ability — he can change diapers with the best of them, walk a colicky baby, bake cookies, find a pediatric dentist open for an emergency on a Saturday morning, name at least 50 different Pokemon, make lunches, chaperon a school trip, coach a soccer team, and more, but I’m not sure I believe him when he says I don’t have lice. I can spot check my kids, but I haven’t figured out how to spot-check myself.
The good news is that none of us have long hair.
The bad news is we now have a garage freezer full of stuffed animals.
The good news is the boys are being brave and going to bed without their doggies without much complaint.
The bad news is that I’ve read Marion Winik’s lice essay, and so have absolutely no faith that we’ve resolved this. (Actually, I’ve heard her read it, which is even more funny.)
The good news is that our school does not have a “no nit” policy and so N was able to go to school after we reported that we had treated him.
The bad news is that it does seem to have a “chemicals required” policy — T had to bring the box of the shampoo that we used. The over the counter lice medicines aren’t too terribly toxic (versus the prescription ones, which are seriously vile), but there’s also increasing evidence that the lice are resistant to them. My guess is that parents who find lice on their own kids and don’t want to use chemical treatments just won’t tell the school, which is somewhat counterproductive.
D watched us freaking out over the lice this morning, and finally asked “so, what do lice do to you if you don’t get rid of them?” I told him that, mostly, they just itch, and they spread really easily. He didn’t get why we had to use a toxic chemical (that includes a warning that people with asthma should avoid it) to get rid of something that just makes you itch. I had to agree that he had a point. Someday someone is going to file a HIPAA suit over lice policies and win.