Reneemed?

[muninnhuginn]

New neem stuff arrived. (These folk are quick, just like the last lot: is this due to the fact we're ordering anti-nit stuff or are they always this prompt?) Looby Loo and M safely packed off and the pain of the morning's exertions having worn off (i.e. round about 10.45), we thought we'd give it a go. The experience can be organised by the smell.

Garlic Head

The neem oil needed melting (it solidifies at a low room temperature). So we immersed the bottle in a bowl of hot water. Then we massaged warm neem oil into our scalp. Mmmm. Warm oil. Very pleasant. However, the oil smells exactly like garlic frying in olive oil at the precise point when it catches and starts to caramalise or even burn slightly at the edges. Good in a kitchen; rather... unexpected in a bathroom. Left the oil to soak in for a further five minutes.

Fruit Salad

Massaged previously-warmed shampoo (it was a little cloudy and the label recommended standing on the radiator to remove the cloudiness) into scalp. The scent of grapefruit wafts around our nose. After two applications, the reek of garlic is noticeably there, but less so.

Coconut Ice?

The conditioner smelt of coconut, kind of. Having checked the ingredients, it's probably the Jojoba. It wasn't warm.
[Note to self: Next time heat the conditioner too.]
Combed through with the mandatory nit comb. Zilch, as ever. Rinsed

The Result

We're wandering round, dripping, smelling rather like a whole-food restaurant.

Whether the wee beasties are done in by all of this, we don't know. (We feel rather sorry for them: they're rather cute when they wriggle.) Whether our irritated scalp will be soothed is another matter. It would be nice: no more medicated shampoos for our feathers.

Tucked inside the box, filled with the pages of shredded magazines, we also found a little pot of neem hand cream. We tried that too,

So, it's hair washing time--again--tonight.

[One day, we'll feel like laughing about this. And we'll stop posting about lice. However, at the minute, the emotional peaks (troughs rather) of our life consist of pleading with a small child twice a day to get it to co-operate with the nit combing, followed by hugging tearful child better. The nadir was telling her she couldn't go to her friend's house on Sunday because her friend's mother didn't want to run the risk of her daughter getting the darn things again--and we had to warn said mother and give her the option of "uninviting" Looby Loo. It's all so tiring.]

Comments

[purpletigron.livejournal.com]

What niffs! Let's hope this is the last bout...

[pickledginger.livejournal.com]

Much though I am enjoying your multisensory reports, I'll be delighted when your all-too-long ordeal finally reaches its end!

[muninnhuginn]

So would we. I've just spent the morning treating Looby Loo again. She was fortunately very stoical about the whole matter--or maybe she prefers watching Scooby Doo to going to school!

[pickledginger.livejournal.com]

Thank Scooby for small favors, I suppose!

[muninnhuginn]

It was, fortunately, an new episode, so we'd only seen it a couple of times (so I can't--yet--recite it. I'm seriuosly considering adding Scooby Doo by Proxy to my list of LJ interests, except that I'm not actually at all interested.)

A handy distraction. Tonight's similar "session" will be carefully scheduled to fit around similar broadcasts.

[pickledginger.livejournal.com]

Clever TVactics, indeed!