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5.5 miles and some Lice, Lice Baby

I had the unfortunate discovery yesterday of finding out I had Lice.  I went to the hairdresser to get a quick hair cut and she asked me if I have kids to which I replied yes.  She then asked if they have or ever had lice.  My response: No.  She then told me I had nits on my hair at the base of my hairline on my neck.  Yikes and Gross!  I then purchased a bottle of $26 of kid safe product and gave myself two treatments - one in the afternoon and one this morning.  I then ran a 5.5 mile race (in 53min and 27 seconds with a 9 minute and 53 second mile - had some great bbq and it was a challenging run) came home looked in the mirror and wasn't sure if I was seeing any leftover nits from the earlier treatments so I went to the drug store and purchased the industrial strength version of lice killer and a metal lice comb (the plastic ones have teeth that seem to break with my long hair) and spent two hours combing my hair after applying the product and rinsing it out.  I've never had lice in my life so this is a first time for me and I'm not completely sure what it/they look like.  A few things I've read and done: vacuum, wash all bedding and clothes in really hot water.  Clean hair brushes and soak in a water bleach solution.  Check and recheck your kids every day.  So far my kids and husband don't have it.  I have no clue where I got it from but I'm glad this all happened before my trip this Wednesday!

All I could think of was this song during my two hours of combing:




If you've never had 'it'. Lice can be expensive and has no boundaries (I wash my hair two times a day and apparently from what I read lice like clean hair).  I've spent close to $75 in products to get rid of them.  Happy Mother's Day to me I got to treat head lice not only once but thrice!







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