I’ve had them twice, each time when I came back from India. Once from a neighbor’s kid, and once from my own cousin.
My mom used to tell me, “don’t hug them, don’t lie down near them, don’t touch them.” :rolleyes: How could I tell her a little head lice was probably worth it to me back then in exchange for the genuine love and affection they were giving me? Now, of course I think it’s disgusting, but it’s different when you’re ten or 15.
They found it in school; they used to do these head lice checks for us in school regularly. We used the shampoo and that gawd-awful comb.,
'Scuse me. Whenever I talk about lice my head itches.