Wiggly Woo!

Wiggly Woo!

My family had their second dose of Ovex today...it’s belt and braces stuff, we are no longer infected but just in case we crunch and swallow the tiny orange tablet (except for the toddler who has it mashed added to juice and squirted in his mouth from a calpol syringe.)

If you are unfamiliar with Ovex, I guess you don’t have a disgusting five year old in the house, one who likes to pick up manky sticks and mouldy conkers. One who scarcely washes his hands before meals. One who picks up sweets from the floor and asks if it’s ok to eat.  One who let’s face it picks his nose and eats his crows.......

It started over two weeks ago when the five year old complained about an itchy bottom; we suspected worms after all one of his friends had recently had it. My curiosity got the better of me, and treating it like a nauseating science project I got him to poo in a potty in order to examine it Gillian McKeith style.

It was fascinating!

What a marvel of mother  nature, tiny little white thread worms wriggly and now at the end of their life, their final lurch to lay teeny eggs in microscopic itchy liquid around the back passage. So itchy, you’d have to scratch and in the words of the school nurse,

 ‘You scratch your bum; you suck your thumb....worms!’

My five year old, however, is a very good boy (well usually) and when I tell him he must not scratch the itchy bottom, he will not do it..... very good you might think except the drama and hullabaloo of a five year old with an incredibly itchy bottom is very stressful to be around there were times when I wished he’d spare us all the wiggly, cringey, pained dance and just give it a little scratch and shut up! He didn’t and the commotion continued! Good boy!

He was so painful to be around evening and early morning, my partner took him to the doctors who prescribed an anti-histamine for the itching... sensitive boy!

We informed hi teacher at school who didn’t even blink, so common place.

We did the hot wash of sheets, towels underpants and so on and used kitchen roll for hand washing and imagined miniscule eggs lurking all over the house.

We now have a rigorous hand washing routine in place and are keeping an eye on the toddler for signs of itching...... so far his interest beneath the nappy is front not back as he has recently discovered his penis and so furtive little tugs throughout the day!

The joys of motherhood!