Day Thirty: A Clean Girl's Nightmare

Today at around 5:00 my worst nightmare hit me square in the face. Ok, it's not my WORST nightmare. But it's pretty damn close. As you know some of my friends spent the night over the weekend. I get a phone call from one of them explaining to me that he and his girlfriend have come down with lice. Head lice to be more exact. I can honestly handle catching a cold from someone. I'm not a germaphobe...I don't sanitize my hands whenever I touch someone and I don't get mad if people get me sick. To me that's just a natural process. So why can't I get passed something like....lice? Well...bc they're BUGS and they're ALIVE. And if you really want to get technical, germs are also alive and are just as freaky looking if you could see them. But I CAN'T see them. So we'll just leave it at that. But I CAN see the lice. They are real bugs and they are fucking each other and laying eggs and hatching and growing and biting and sucking IN YOUR HAIR and that my friends...is too much. That I cannot justify. So I spent a great deal of Friday night crying. Lying in my bed crying and asking dear Jesus why these kinds of things happen to me. Getting rid of lice is horrible. Not only do you have to strip your entire house down to bare bones and wash everything, you have to put your plushie valuables in bags for TWO weeks and just...spray everything down and then if you're actually infested then you have to de-bug your hair.
Well my roommate (who is well-versed in lice identification being the oldest of lots of siblings), came home after work and checked me and found that I do not have lice. That was her diagnosis. So I felt a lot better after she checked me and kind of stopped having a panic attack. But I feel like there are bugs all over my house and it makes me sick. I'm totally psyching myself thinking that there are psychosomatic bugs all over my head and crawling in my bed. They're not even cute bugs. They are SCARY parasitic bugs. If only my head were infested with ladybugs. Then I'd be like "Oh silly lady buggies" and shake my hair and they'd all fall out. NO. PARASITES.
Anyway. My Monday was going pretty good until then. Took a French exam, went to Statistics, went to biology and spent awhile in the library doing my psychology assignment and I got it done. I was so proud of myself and then....I got the call. We'll see what develops. I have an appointment at the school clinic to get officially checked for louses. I guess until then the story is "to be continued".
Picture is of a "cute" little louse plushie. XD haha!

End Day Thirty