On Becoming a Lice Professional

You can get a sense of what our lives are like when one day our blog talks about tsunami relief efforts up north and then, I return to the realities of scourging lice in the next.  Hopefully, this is our last entry (for awhile!) on this topic.

While still being cautious, I want to tell you that sixteen days later we are now – very tentatively – lice free.  I have not dropped my vigilance! — I am still scared every night I check every head in our family and am constantly changing pillowcases just in case — but things are looking good.

Now that I am a self-proclaimed lice professional, here are my recommendations for any moms down the road who experience the same panic that I did when I got that dreaded call from the school.  (I have to say there has been great commiseration from more people than I ever expected who have gone through this as well.  I found out that right now the Christian school on the other side of Osaka has had a really bad problem with their girls and lice- they have instituted a no-hugging policy to try and stop it).

Here are my recommendations for getting rid of lice in your family, in my own order of priority:

(Note:  we used the pharmacy lice shampoo for a week, and the lice came back after nine days before doing the last dose.  It did not seem effective enough.  Others have found it really effective, but I was concerned about using such strong shampoo for another week on children, based on what I have read about its toxins).

1) Buy a lice metal comb at the drugstore and use it EVERY night for about ten days.  The plastic ones that come in the shampoo boxes for lice do NOT work to remove the eggs from hair.  You need the metal comb;  and you need to go through each child’s head meticulously, every night.  Sometimes I found it easier to use my fingers than the comb, but the comb helps during the initial infestations.

2) Denorex  Shampoo – This was the number one recommended de-licer.  You can use it every night on your whole family safely (or at least safer than the official lice shampoo).  It is a strong dandruff shampoo – the first night leave it in everyone’s hair for 30 minutes while they are showering, then rinse.  It will feel cold and tingly on their scalps.  Then rinse it out, and use it every night for at least a week.  We are continuing for two weeks – just in case.

3)  Buy a small bottle of tea tree oil (Amazon Japan has one company that sells it for 980 yen).  Add about ten drops to your favorite conditioner  – use it after the shampoo and keep using it.  Lice hate the smell and apparently it helps prevent lice from coming back.  We also put ten or twelve drops with water in a small pump bottle and use it every morning when the kids go to school and I do their hair. You can use this oil to clean your hairbrushes and put a few drops into your laundry as well.

4)  Mayonnaise or olive oil the hair once at the beginning – apparently this smothers the live lice.  In the sink or shower massage a significant amount into the hair- all over – and wrap with several layers of saran wrap.  Leave on for at least one hour, then rinse.  You can then use the denorex shampoo and conditioner.  Some recommend keeping this in overnight – I couldn’t do that to our kids.

5) Coat the hair in vinegar after the rinse.  Seriously.  This helps loosen the nits that are stuck on the hair.  We did this the first three nights and then stopped when most of the eggs were gone. My daughters’ hated this the most, and it is sting-y on eczema or sores, so it is better to do this step in the sink.

6) LAUNDRY everything- bedding, pillowcases, pajamas, towels, couch pillows and blankets, and vacuum well.  We have changed pillow cases and towels every night this past week; and I’ve changed the sheets every other night.  Thirty minutes in the dryer works as well.

7) Cut hair if you can!  Short hair is a lot easier to find the nits. We cut our two boys’ hair. I have kept my long-haired daughter’s hair braided (the one who happens to be totally into Rapunzel/Tangled right now – I can’t bear to break her heart by cutting it).

8) Be diligent – every night- in looking for the nits.  The ones within a few centimeters of the scalp are the ones you need to be most concerned about.  They are usually shiny and off-white.

9) Follow the lead of  Betsy Ten Boom and Annie Takamoto- and practice the discipline of thanking God even for lice that have stolen six hours of your day.  I realized after several days of trying to thank Him as sincerely as possible (sometimes with gritted teeth!) – that one of the wonderful results is that it includes God in the process of what I amdoing… it allows him to enter into my bad days and my frustrations.  I don’t need to do this alone.  He wants to take the lead – and it is a beautiful thing to give away the lead and let him bear it with me.  We stilll found nits and a few lice for several days after, but I didn’t feel alone.  I could thank God, and remind him that HE needed to clean up this problem.  I don’t need to understand all of his purposes, but I can trust Him.

So, as my back has continued to not get better and cause considerable pain, I have begun thanking God (once again sometimes with gritted teeth) for my lower back pain.  And once again, God is reminding me as I do this that He is involved in my pain, that He cares for me, that I can trust Him.

Homecomings

Ian was having a really bad night.  He just kept crying and crying in his crib, no matter what I did to pacify him.  I think in the end he just wanted me to bring him downstairs, and that wasn’t going to happen at 10:30 pm.  He finally fell asleep, and I was able to relax for awhile by watching the NEW Hawaii 5-0 on television – yessss.

About an hour later I heard the front door open.  I knew that Grace was getting ready for bed in her room.  Our kids were all nestled in bed upstairs.  Our neighbor friend Yasko will always open the door and right away say, “Hello” so I don’t get freaked out.  But no one said hello;  I just heard them move to the living room door and open it.  It was ERIC!  Home 24 hours early!  He hadn’t picked up when i had called about Ian crying – now I know why.  he was on the train on the way back;  he took a taxi from the station and surprised me to pieces.  The most wonderful surprise.

We have had an hour or so to sit and debrief;  I have loved hearing his stories.  I feel like I know these Ishinomaki friends even though I have never met them!  He has had a chance to work with some amazing teams and meet some wonderful people.  Here is a picture at a barbeque this weekend, with several teams combined all making up the Be One group.  Eric is taking the picture:

The one story I want to share tonight is about the next-door neighbor to the Be One home.  I wrote earlier about her comments to others that the Be One people are fixing up everyone’s homes before their own.  On the last visit, she had told Eric that she is hoping to get someone to help fix her roof.  During the tsunami, the water had lifted up her big metal storage shed and rammed it into the roof, also smashing the rain gutter.  She didn’t know when she could get someone to take care of it.

This week there has been a construction team from the U.S. working on the floors of the Be One home.  God’s providence had sent George up with Eric last weekend – his company does wood fittings and floorings for home — he was able to assess the flooring needs from a Japanese perspective, visit shops nearby that had the right goods, and arrange for visits this week from the companies necessary to make things happen for the construction team to get the floors in.  He wrote me an email that expressed how thankful he was to KNOW that God wanted him up there last weekend for this exact timing.

Back to the main story.  Eric mentioned to the construction  team the roof of our friend next door, and they got on it. Chad’s brother Matt is heading up the crew.    They did a beautiful job repairing her roof and rain gutter;  she could not adequately express her thanks.  Over the past few weeks she had delighted in serving the team in different ways — bringing them popsicles on a hot day; preparing and serving fresh octopus, bringing them drinks… It has been a mutually enjoyable relationship between the team members and her.

Today when Eric was visiting the work site, Mrs. K. brought her son and his wife over to meet the whole crew. Her son thanked the team repeatedly for all they had done shaking hands with everyone there. He stood there looking at the team not moving until he lifted his hands toward his face to wipe away tears.  Then his shoulders started heaving and he started sobbing uncontrollably.  So the construction team surrounded him and gave him bear hugs (I’m crying as Eric is telling me this!).  Then the son shared how he and his wife had lost their home nearby (about ten minutes away) in the tsunami;  but because his job was down in Sendai (about an hour south), he and his wife had to live in an evacuation center down near his job.  He expressed his regret at not being able to do anything to help his mom during the recent months.  We realized that his tears were of gratitude for how the team was taking care of his mom.

She had asked Eric if it was ok to give her son one of the remaining fans from the twenty five that she had secretly passed out at night.  The team was so glad to give him one to take back to the evacuation center.  We pray that these relationships will continue to grow;  that hope will keep rising.  All praise to our Father for the work of healing and redemption that He is doing in the midst of what had only held despair.

Friendship Prayers

Two little things that have made me very thankful in the past 24 hours about friends.

1) A knock on the door last night from our friend Yasko – who brought us our first Krispy Kreme donuts in Japan!  She waited in line in Osaka to bring them over.  The kids loved their surprise breakfast.  What a great friend.

2)  Yesterday Annie told me that if I wanted to meet her new friend A., I should wait at the park for them to walk home from school.  So I did today.  If it was important to her, it was important to me.  It did my heart wonders to see two smiling girls walking hand-in-hand. A. asked us to walk home with her and see where her house is.  The two of them have been walking home together for weeks and developing a sweet little friendship.  I had a chance to meet her mom and get to know her a little.

Shortly after we got home, a mom friend called to see if her daughter H. could come over and play with Annie.  It was so fun to hear the girls playing away in Japanese out in our yard!  I am very thankful for God’s work and for so clearly answering our prayers for our daughter in the areas of learning Japanese and building friendships.

“There is magic in the memory of school[girl] friendships; it softens the heart, and even affects the nervous system of those who have no heart.”
– Bejamin Disraeli

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Eric and I had a hard time getting a cell phone connection tonight – I was sad we couldn’t talk better but still glad for a few minutes.  I miss him being around here and getting to talk to him about all the things that happen in a day’s time.   After a day of different clean-ups and ministry, the team went down to the Ishinomaki beach.  There they had a prayer time to remember the victims of the tsunami that hit this city and those new friends to whom they are ministering.  God- give them strength for each new day.

Fans and Gardens

Just a brief update from Eric and the teams up in Ishinomaki.  Eric is working this week with a team of summer and long-term Asian Access missionaries.  This morning they spent at a coin laundry doing their own laundry plus that of a construction team that is there working on the Be One home.  Then they went shopping.  Eric bought 25 electric fans to distribute in the neighborhood.  He went and asked the neighbor the best way to distribute them, and she arranged to have them picked up by word of mouth at dark.  She was afraid that the word would get out and it would get tricky.  Eric assured her that they will buy more if they are needed.  It is not a big purchase, but will make a huge difference in the heat of summer!

They also have worked this week on clearing out a large area that will be used for children in the community to plant gardens.  Isn’t that such a great idea?  Here are two photos of the team at work.  Roberta is in the first photo;  Nozomi is in the second.  Please pray for one of the team members who lost his wallet several days ago.  Our kids have been praying and we are hoping for a miracle.


Desperate Measures


Head Lice:  5;  Sue:  about 2.3 perhaps

Oh my. I sadly let my mind go tonight and think about the number of books I could have read (?or written?); the number of cakes I could have designed, baked and decorated – over the course of the time that I have been battling head lice!  Today the exhaustion from just the daily amount of laundry I am doing to keep then at bay, an email from a friend L. who shared about the four months (MONTHS!!!!) her family battled lice ending in cutting off her three daughters’ locks on the back porch with tears flowing everywhere, and word from our local pharmacist that lice is a big problem right now in our neighborhood — has driven me to taking more drastic steps with our children.

First – for the girls — I went with the mayonnaise soak – slathered throughout their hair;  wrapped in plastic wrap for an hour or two…(yes, Liv is holding her latest pet lizard)…

The mayo is rinsed out; hair conditioned, then smeared with warm vinegar.  At this point they sat out on the front step while I went through their hair with a special comb.  Oh the fun, the fun!!!  The hours!  Then they shampooed again with Denorex.  We are going to do all but the mayo every day for the next week.

For the boys… there was only one smart thing to do:

Now nothing can hide in their heads.  They will be quite safe.  My own desperate measures may come in the next day or two….

But perhaps the most desperate measure came at dinner tonight.  My friend L. told me in her email that she had shared with her girls the story of Corrie Ten Boom.  So as we sat in McDonalds tonight and I was getting up the courage to get my boys’ hair buzzed for the first time ever, I told them the story.  Corrie and her sister Betsy who smuggled Jews in their Dutch home in the early 1940s… getting caught – the two sisters being sent to one of the worst German concentration camps.  Being put into a warehouse with hundreds of women crammed into dirty bunks… and terrible lice everywhere.  The guards who ignored their cries for medicine or kerosene to kill the lice.  Betsy told Corrie they needed to thank God for the lice.  Corrie could barely bring herself to do it.  But she did.  They had smuggled in part of a bible, and each night the women would gather around the Ten Booms’ bed for reading, encouragement, and prayer.  The atmosphere in their building changed as the hope and power of God filled it.  But they kept wondering why the guards did not come in during the evening and stop their study, or check on them.  They had complete freedom to study the bible and share the hope of the Gospel.  Later, they found out the reason no guards came in was — because of the lice.  Even though the food had come at this point, the kids waited to dig into their nuggets until they heard the rest of the story… and were sad to hear that Betsy died in prison.  I shared what a hero Corrie has been to my  – how the way she and her sister lived their lives has taught me a lot about how to live mine.  I’ve promised to show them the movie in a few years…

So Annie prayed for our food.  “Dear Jesus, thank you for this food.  And thank you for our lice.  Please help Daddy to come home soon.  Amen.”

So, like Corrie, I am slower than some members of my family at being able to say thank you.  Working on it!  Lice call for desperate measures.

 

Box Maker Responds

Eric and the team are doing well.  They had the chance to love on a neighborhood today with a barbeque lunch.  It was nice because there was time afterwards to hang out, share, and listen to stories.  After that they worked on Be One’s rental home – taking down walls and helping prepare it for the construction team that is there now.  George is a floor expert, so tomorrow he and Eric will go and talk to some professionals about what is needed to redo the floors in the home.  The team will also prepare for a food drop as well as another barbeque at a place where Eric and others have built a lot of relationships.

I wanted to post tonight, though, to let those who have been reading hear how God answered my specific prayers and needs from last night.  I wrote this before bed:   ” I am sure that when I wake up the Lord will sustain us all and bring deliverance.”
This morning I emailed our church friends that I wouldn’t be able to come because my back had again taken a turn for the worse.  One of the families with a high school daughter who has babysat before called and asked if they could take the kids to church and then for the afternoon.  All four were gone until 8 tonight!  I went back to bed this morning around 11 this morning and slept until 3 (when was the last time I have done that?), and then after that pretty much stayed on the couch until the kids came home and we began the de-licing procedures again.  It was a glorious, unexpected day.  By the time the kids came home I was again standing upright.  I am going to try and lay low for another day or two (as much as I can).  I was really overwhelmed today by God’s care for me through our community again, and how very lovingly He answered the prayers of friends who have been praying and did not allow the pressure to be too much.

This cardboard box

Wow – I think I want to avoid days when Eric leaves for Tohoku- they seem like doozer days!  Influenza;  my back going out;  and today – continued lower back pain, my cell phone crashing, and the return of lice in two of our kids’ hair.  (I have always vowed to be “real” about our missionary lives – it doesn’t get much more real than lice!)  I have to tell you- lice for me has to be among the creepiest and worse mom scenarios.    But here we go – round two begins!

Tonight, not wanting to poison our kids with more of the special shampoos that did not work anyway after a week’s use in round one,  I tried a variety of natural remedies highly recommended — Denorex, vinegar, blow-dryer, and hair spray.  The kids didn’t get to bed until 10 pm as I subjected them all to these .  Oh- the joys of more stacks of laundry that need to be done tomorrow!

I have been pretty aware these past few weeks of my fraility.  That I am a broken vessel who God somehow wants to empower for day to day living.  But boy- there are moments in my days when I don’t know quite how this is all going to happen. Today, two special friends sent me words that quite literally helped me get through.

A friend JoNancy sent me this poem by Joseph Bayly, titled “While Packing Books”:

This cardboard box
Lord
see it says
Bursting limit
200 lbs. per square inch.
The box maker knew
how much strain
the box would take
what weight
would crush it.
You are wiser
than the box maker
Maker of my spirit
my mind
my body.
Does the box know
when pressure increases close to
the limit?
No
it knows nothing.
But I know
when my breaking point
is near.
And so I pray
Maker of my Soul
Determiner of the pressure
within
upon me
Stop it
lest I be broken
or else
change the pressure rating
of this fragile container
of Your grace
so that I may bear more.
And then my friend Jeanie sent me these verses from the Psalms:
O, LORD, how many are my foes!
How many rise up against me!
…But you are a shield around me, O LORD;
you bestow glory on me and lift up my head.
To the Lord I cry aloud, 
and he answers me from his holy hill.
I lie down and sleep;
I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.
…From the Lord comes deliverance.
May your blessings be on your people!
I know I can lie down and sleep now – I will deal with the cell phone issues tomorrow and the little critters are as gone as I can humanly make them for tonight.  I am sure that when I wake up the Lord will sustain us all and bring deliverance.  He will not allow me to be crushed.  Thankful for the sweet reminders today that He knows my pressure points and I can trust Him to know what I can handle and to sustain me in that.

Praying for those few degrees

The past few weeks God has been working in my heart in many areas, it seems.  One is just through that formidable bad word, PAIN.  Two weeks ago I threw out my back (a reoccurrence, I think, of sacroiliac joint disorder).  After a week of a lot of pain it became mostly better – but then since Monday morning it has reverted to the original condition without much relief the past three days.  I always wonder how people in chronic pain manage to not be grumpy most of the time.  I am trying, but alone it doesn’t work.  I’ve been asking God for help in this area.

One of the things he has been speaking to me about is prayer – this can be a great diversion to get my mind off of me.  I am still reading a book I started months ago from Beth and Gene called A Praying Life (Paul Miller).  The past few weeks I have been ruminating on a section in which Miller shares how he has prayed for his children over the years.  He shares how he noticed his six-year old daughter had a bent towards loving materials things.  He chose a Bible verse that addressed this topic (I John 2:15-16) , wrote it on a 3 x 5 card, and began to pray for her almost daily using this to guide him.  He writes,

Love of material things was not an all-consuming isn in Emily’s life.  It was just a slight bent to her heart.  If a ship is off a few degrees, it is imperceptible at first, but over time it becomes a vast distance.  I was praying to prevent the distance of a heart gone astray.  I prayed for little Emily because I couldn’t get inside her heart” (p. 166).

He goes on to say, “Until you are convinced that you can’t change your child’s heart, you will not take prayer seriously” (p. 167).

This has made so much sense to me.  Often as parents we try to change the environment, the discipline, the friends, the circumstances in order to change our children’s hearts.  And we need to constantly be monitoring and adjusting these things!  I don’t know about you, but I have concluded that these things are never going to really change their hearts.  I do see these places in each of them – those bents of the heart – that I realize God could use to mold them towards himself or that they could allow to move them far from their Savior.  One of our children, for example, is extremely conscious of what others do or wear;  they do not want to stand out nor to be different.  This is especially difficult going to school in a culture that values conformity and not standing out!  I have realized that this is an area that we have to diligently work with them on but even more so to pray truths of scripture.  We can’t change the bent!  This is God’s special work.

So the past week I have been praying over our children, and asking God to reveal to us those bents, and the Scripture(s) that are the antidotes for these. It is wonderfully freeing to be able to place the ultimate responsibility for the spiritual life and growth of our children where it really belongs.  And it gives me great things to pray and keep my mind focused on things that matter most.

 

Every Square Inch

We continue to be aware of the challenges that many, many are still facing up in Tohoku.  Many of the homes where Eric and the teams have been ministering are ones in which the tsunami came through and wiped out the first floors.  Many of the families have moved back into these homes, even though they have been condemned and many still without water or electricity (and will stay like that since they are condemned).  Here is an article from this week about the challenges of many of the people in Ishinomaki and other affected cities who have returned to their “destroyed” homes, often because they have no where else to go.

The photo below (taken by Peter) shows the team at work this past weekend.  The lines on the home in the background show where the tsunami water SETTLED – above the first floor.  Last night Nozomi was describing this day to me.  As they were cleaning out the gutters in front of these homes, they discovered it full of human excrement.  Probably for the month or two without water and electricity, families needed to dump their “stuff” somewhere….and probably hoped that if they put it in the gutter it would go away somehow.  It didn’t!  The teams were careful to wear masks, gloves, and carefully wash all their clothes. (Eric is in the blue and black behind the purple raincoat).  They managed to get those gutters clean and dispose of the nastiness!

There are still so many challenges. At times it feels too overwhelming.  But here is our hope:  “Every square inch of this world is Christ’s, and our role is to seek the redemption of all creation”  (Abraham Kuyper).  Love this promise!  Even the crappiest (excuse the use of the phrase) inch of the smelliest part of Ishinomaki is Christ’s and can be redeemed.  And is being redeemed.  This is our hope.  This is His promise.

Unforgettable

Eric and our friend Nozomi got home at 7 pm from the long drive from Sendai.  We have not had a lot of chances to talk, but I have been so encouraged by the reports that they bring. I will share just about their day yesterday.

The dad of one of the young women who is a student at the karate center asked the team to come and do a barbeque on Monday for lunch.  Eric and Peter and others had prepared last week for 500 people’s worth of food.  They used half on Saturday night (see previous post) and then had half for Monday.  Thankfully Peter went out Sunday night before his group travelled back yesterday and bought a lot more chicken — just in case.

They were going to an evacuation center about 45 minutes away where there were a lot of kids.  When they arrived, the team discovered that they were serving an elementary school full of children!  And this was instead of their school lunch – how awesome is that?  But it wasn’t just one school;  it was three.  That elementary school has combined with two others that were destroyed in the tsunamis.  As Nozomi said, it broke her heart to think of how many children are no longer at these schools – either they died in the tsunami or they are in an evacuation center somewhere… But the three schools’ populations have all been cut by one-third.  For the kids remaining – so much grief they have experienced!

Eric was asked to meet with the three principals who were all there, and wanted to know why the teams were serving in this way.  Eric said they were really fun and welcoming.  As 230 kids came pouring out of the school, and then the teachers and parents from the nearby community, they realized that they were going to be serving many more than 250 people (what they had prepared for).  Nozomi kept looking at the line and thinking, “We’re not going to have enough food!  We’re not going to have enough food!”  Hotdog, chicken, grilled vegetables, potato chips, juice, watermelon, apples, and oranges, and TONS of candy (Nozomi said they had to ask permission of the principal to give out the junk food – the principal said, in effect, “Bring it on!”)  The kids filled their plates with SO much food that there wasn’t room for the candy;  so the kids all came back and filled their shirts and pockets with American candy.  In the end, there was food left over that they were trying to give away!  Nozomi said it felt like Jesus feeding the 5000 — that He kept multiplying the food.

As the festivities were winding down, the three principals came over and wanted Eric to share.  He was still cooking hotdogs, but they said, “please go now and share!”   They hooked up a microphone in the gymnasium, and Eric found himself in front of three hundred people.  He shared about being with Be One, and that the name says what the teams are seeking to do – that we are all in this together.  “We want to let you know that people from around the world are on this team – but we are all here with one purpose.  We are a Christian organization, and we are all here for the purpose of showing God’s love.  We hope through this barbeque that you get a taste of His love.”

After the lunch was done, the kids still enjoying candy, one of the moms from nearby came up with her younger son.  He was sucking on a big blue lollipop from the U.S. that was dripping all down his chin and she asked, “excuse me, but what flavor is this?”  Eric apologized and told them, “blueberry.”

As Yasko heard this story, she said, “you know – those kids are never going to forget about this barbeque today.”  I pray that even if they forget about the yummy blueberry candy and the one time in their entire lives as students that their principal let them eat junk food during school lunch- that they don’t forget the taste of God’s love that they experienced yesterday.