“Goodnight, sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite” was the bedtime mantra in my family for many years. Of course, it wasn’t to be taken seriously. I mean, who has bed bugs in this day and age?
Guys, my apartment has bed bugs.
Has bed bugs.
It’s been at least a couple weeks. I should have known when I noticed weird dots on my arm, but my skin can be pretty sensitive and often acts up for seemingly no reason at all, so I didn’t think anything of it. When I saw a bug sitting on top of my quilt up near my arm in the middle of the day, I squashed it and thought nothing of it. The window was open after all and it is springtime. Besides, aren’t bed bugs nocturnal and don’t they like to hide? When I found a couple blood spots on my sheets that I didn’t remember, I thought nothing of it. Maybe I leaked a long time ago and it slipped my mind; maybe my toe bled through its bandages when my toenail got ripped off and I didn’t notice.
A few days ago I noticed what I thought was a rash on the tops of both my feet. It looked similar to the rash I often get from walking through grass in sandals, but I hadn’t done that recently enough–the rash shows up right away. Plus, that rash itches and this did not. I don’t know why that was the tipping point because I didn’t know anything about bed bugs so it really shouldn’t have been any indication to me, but I headed on over to trusty Google and did a search for the buggers.
Oh crap that looks like the bug I found on my bed. Oh crap I sleep on someone else’s mattress and didn’t check it when I moved in. Oh crap oh crap oh crap.
Of course, I was at my mom’s apartment so I couldn’t check my own. My mom looked at what I was reading and she convinced me that I was probably getting bitten up by a spider instead because my bites didn’t itch. I returned to my own apartment last night with a bad headache and went to sleep without checking the bed. I slept a nice long nine hours and woke up about a half hour before my alarm. I was laying in bed considering getting up, when out of the corner of my eye I saw a bug scurry under my quilt. I got up SO FAST. I knew I had to wash all my bedding, but I was scared to take off the quilt and sheets for fear of touching something, eugh. Nevertheless, I knew I had to remove them, check for the bugs, and get them in as hot a wash as possible.
I found one bug and a bunch of bed bug feces on my mattress pad. I killed it, flushed it, okay. Moved my bedding to a laundry basket to take downstairs and found another amongst the sheets. Squished it in a paper towel, had a look, and OH LOOK IT’S MY BLOOD THAT IT STOLE. Found another in my sheets when I was putting them in the wash.
Now I just don’t know what to do. I put in a work order for extermination and the guy at the desk told me to spray anywhere bed bugs could hide in the meantime (in seams and little crevices everywhere, not just in beds!). I haven’t had time to do that yet as I had to go to work. I’m so paranoid there will be bed bugs on everything now. I had left my dirty clothes sitting on my bed over the weekend. I’m going to wash them tonight, but I put them back in my hamper in the closet last night. What if there are bed bugs in my closet now? What if they’re on my clean clothes? In my shoes? In my bags? And of course using the backpack I stuck under the bed last night is out of the question. Where can I even sleep until they exterminate? Certainly no one expects me to put sheets on my bed and sleep in it again.
I keep thinking there are bugs crawling on me. I took so long getting dressed today because I insisted on checking every single seam and pocket in the clothes I was putting on. And God I hope I didn’t bring bed bugs back to my mom’s apartment with me.
Help help help help help. D:
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