Katie came in for me to brush her hair before school and I saw some fuzz in her hair so I went to pick it out and—NOOOOOOOOOO!!! OH NO OH NO OH NO. NO NO NO NO NO.
I hate ticks. I mean, no one likes them but they really freak me out. Thankfully I haven’t had to deal with them too often.
My mind was instantly racing. I know we have a tick removal device but I couldn’t think where it was right off hand. We only had 20 minutes before we had to leave for the bus. I knew I couldn’t rip it out. Do I text Tom? (Yes.) Take a picture? (Yes.) Google how to remove a tick? (I didn’t, because I thought I remembered how to use a Q-tip to remove it and I had one handy so I did that.) It didn’t take too long, but Katie was kinda panicky because I had been kinda panicky (I typically handle these types of situations well specifically so they don’t panic but I just hate ticks so much that it got the better of me).
So then I was trying to think what the hell do I do to the house? It obviously was inside the house because she took a bath the night before and there was no tick. So it attached itself sometime overnight. Which means it was likely in her room. /shudder
I washed her bedding and all her dirty clothes and checked all the animals (clean) so am hoping it was just a bizarre one-time event.
Now excuse me while I go burn the house down.
OMG………….I would have panicked too! She must have brought it in with her at some point and it was probably in her bed. OMG. You did well though! They both have to be checked when they come in from outside! Sounds like they are in your area. ACK.