I am glad I write. I was reading through my handwritten stuff this morning and it was as early as January 26th that I was exhibiting Symptoms. I left Seattle for Texas, December 27th. I pretty much got infected as soon as I got there.
January 26th, I wrote that I was being treated for some itchy viral bumps. That’s when I went off sugar and started a cleanse. It was the day after St Patrick’s day that Mr. Yummy and I did our first permethrin treatment. As soon as he told me he was itching too, I knew it was scabies. He did fine with three treatments. I did not so once he was better, I moved to Ivermectin. I think the first treatment did it, but it causes itch, and the massive bug die off causes itch. I’m sure because as they die they shit their little parasitic brains out. Then you have dead things in you. GROSS!
What I know now.
Tea Tree oil does NOT work. Neem soap helps, but does not work. Anyone who does bleach baths is crazy. Not sure if it will kill the bugs or eggs, but it will make your hair fall out. Didn’t even try. Alcohol does nothing, unless you drink it and get fucked up to deal with the constant, INSANE itching, but they like sugar and alcohol does convert. Peroxide does nothing. HOT bath’s don’t work, they just make you itch more as they burrow to get away from the heat.
100% pure, natural non synthetic clove oil “sorta” worked. It did kill the adults that were biting, but I don’t think it did much to the eggs.
I did my first Ivermectin the last weekend in April. I don’t think I have had a new bite since then. A week after I did it, I was still itching and was scratching on my drive home without realizing it. I am pretty sure I broke the skin on my elbow, but when I got home I freaked and went to pick up my refill I was supposed to take in another week if I saw a new bite. I took it a week early because I started to freak out.
The following day I went and cut Ivy and laurel and here a week and a day later I am FINALLY done itching from that. At first I thought I was having a mass scabies outbreak, but then realized it was only on the areas of skin not covered by my clothing the day before. I also noticed after talking to my pharmacist, that it was getting better, not worse.
The laundry and cleaning you have to do is insane. I was lucky because I got all my gloves (blue medical type) from work as well as quality clove oil. It helped tremendously, but I just don’t believe it got the eggs. It did take the itch away and let me focus on something other than the INSANE MIND-FUCKING ITCH! Plus, I smelled like Thanksgiving. It just felt like clove oil would have been a never-ending kill the adults as they hatch, but by the time you feel an itch from a new adult, they have already shit and lay eggs.
I made a solution of permethrin and water in a spay bottle and hit my car. Then I wiped it down and vacuumed the next day. I really focused the on the seat belt and threading on my steering wheel. I also put a sheet over my seat and changed it out every day for the first week after Ivermectin. I also sprayed my shoes every day. I wore gloves to get the laundry from washing machine to the dryer. Even after taking Ivermectin, I wore gloves in case I had anything still. I didn’t want to recontaminate the laundry that was fresh out of a HOT dryer of death. I didn’t so much worry about hot water on the wash , because the dryer gets above the 122 needed, but I made sure the dry cycles were long and hot.
I stopped sleeping and showering with the love of my life. It sucks, but it was necessary.
Mostly, the only thing left to deal with is the chasm between us. I can’t imagine being physical with each other again. I’m scared of letting down the guard I have built up. it is hard to learn to not miss someone you are living with, but I have been doing that for the last few weeks. it’s better than feeling hurt because of the big rejection factor.
Nothing will drive a wedge between good, qualified lovers faster than a microscopic parasite you can’t even see.
2015 started with a mother fucking bang.