Metal lice comb and small flashlightYup, we had lice for the first time recently. One Saturday morning, I was snuggling with my daughter on the couch and thought I saw a brown crumb in her hair. I leaned over to take it out, and well, made the discovery the sent my stress levels soaring to new heights and made panic my new best friend.

I soon realized that it’s not such a terrible affliction. It’s pretty manageable (gross, yes, but definitely manageable). The combing and laundry take some time, but it’s not as scary as I had first thought.

The problem, I think, was that I found it during the weekend. I couldn’t get through to the pediatrician, and I couldn’t talk to anyone at school to find out more about their lice policy. Searching for information online was helpful but frustrating because so many sources contradicted each other.

Once Monday rolled around, I was feeling like things were much easier. Talking to others who had dealt with it before made all the difference. The school nurse, teachers, and friends who had dealt with it with their kids were supportive. I suppose a lot of my stress came from the fear of being ostracized. Once I found acceptance, for my kids and myself, I felt much more calm.

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