All Hell Breaks Loose.

Last night my mum and I were packing up everything to go to Cartagena (the coast of Bogota) when Laura (Our angel, the hotel receptionist) told my mum that the girls had just told her that their heads itched. They thought they had lice. Well as you can imagine we all started freaking out a little (except me, I was freaking out a lot) We took the girls to our room and started looking in their hair. Sure enough we found lice and nits. But not just a few. Their heads were covered in millions and millions of nits and live lice. Oh just what we needed. They had had lice for months. There were way too many for this to be new. We stared to comb through everyone's hair, mom: no, dad: no, Dominic: no, me: I knew what was coming, the girls had been using my brush from the very beginning. Sure enough I had a few. Of course all this had to happen when we were trying to pack and it was late. Dad and mum walked to a pharmacy a few blocks away and got lice shampoo and combs. I was freaking out a little about the shampoo. I mean putting pesticides on your head? That can not be a good idea. But I had to put up with it because I knew that we just had to get rid of them, fast. We got my head washed and combed quickly finding very little (thank goodness I cut my hair before we left home). Then we did Javier, well he was a little bit of a baby about it but with short hair he didn't have very many. Then came the girls head. Oh they do have such beautiful, think, long, hair. It took forever. After washing their hair we had to comb through it, at first we were trying to get the nits out but they wouldn't leave their hair. We finally gave up and just tried to get rid of all the adult lice. I hope we got most of them. We then blew dry their hair and flat ironed it hoping the heat would kill some of the nits left. When we finally finished it was after midnight, we had been working on the lice for six hours and we knew we would be working on it many more hours another night.
This morning (Friday) we flew to Cartagena. As we were about to take off my dad received a text from my grandma that she had sent a couple hours before (why he didn't get it earlier we don't know). The text just said to call as soon as he got the message. We were a little worried but it was to late to use phones. So we just had to wait. As soon as we landed in Cartagena my dad tried calling Grandma but the phone wouldn't work. As we were getting our bags and starting to be very worried my Uncle called. Grandpa had passed away two hours earlier. We were all kind of shocked especially me. I mean we knew he wasn't doing that well but he hadn't been doing well for two years so why would he have to die now? I must admit I started crying right there in the airport in front of everyone. The kids were just looking at me like "she is weird". We had to try to explain it to them but I don't think they really understood why I was so upset. They haven't ever had anyone to be close to before. Well I cried the rest of the way back to the hotel and for a long time after we got to our rooms. I finally was to tired to cry anymore. The kids were all begging to get something to eat so we went and found a restaurant. When we got back we started more lice treatment. This time vinegar (it loosens the glue on the nits). Well, now my hair smells like vinegar, not loving it, and they only have cold showers here. But it's so hot and humid I don't think I'd mind a cold shower!
We are still trying to decide who can go to the funeral and how everything will work, it's a bit complicated being in a foreign country. Please pray for the repose of my Grandpa's soul (Buzz Scofield) and for my Grandma and for our whole family.

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