A brief history of events:
Sunday - drive home late night with the girls, get dropped off at home. Go to bed.
Monday - bring bag up to bedroom and unpack. Leave bag on chest at foot of bed.
Tuesday - wake up with giant freaking welt on side of right knee. Sandy wakes up with giant freaking welt on back of knee. Collective freaking out begins.
Wednesday - call doctor. Welt has gotten worse. Also, rash appears on underside of right arm, and small patch on neck. Sandy has matching welt on back side of opposite knee to match the first. Doctor says he suspects contact dermatitis. Vanessa is suspicious that this is not the case. Doc says to put locoid lipocream on welts for two days and call again on Friday.
Thursday - call doctor again. F*** waiting til Friday. Am freaking out about welts. Think I have scabies or similar. Doctor arrives. Looks at welts. Says, "Bed bugs."
THUS PRECLUDING ANY ABILITY TO SLEEP EVER AGAIN.
Purify all clothing and move to guest bedroom (which is a big no no but whatever, I am freaking out). Despite sleeping in *safe* bedroom I wake up every hour to twitch aside the sheets and search for bugs. Sleep? What's sleep? Brain will not stop working; trying to come up with plans of effective attack. Research on computer leads me to believe that I will never sleep again, ever, and that attempting to eradicate them is more difficult than anything else in the entire world. Read nothing but stories of failure. Psychosis begins to form.
Friday - exterminator arrives. Nukes bedroom. Exterminator tells me we must sleep in contaminated bedroom to act as "bait" to lure the bugs out of hiding places in furniture, walls, etc so that they will encounter the poison. Oh god. Oh god. Must wait for enclosure thingies to arrive for mattress and box springs before can do that. Wrap double sided sticky tape around legs of bed frame. Seriously consider moving.
Saturday - purify all clothing etc through heating in dryer so can take overnight trip to NYC for birthday celebration. Do NOT want to spread these creatures.
Sunday - return home. Purify all clothing again. Still sleeping in guest bedroom, if you can call waking up every hour to check the sheets with a flashlight "sleeping."
Monday - Enclosures arrive. Oh god. Tonight, Operation Fresh Meat begins. Sandy and I have agreed to take turns acting as bait in the bedroom so the dogs can sleep with the other of us in the *safe* bedroom. Still working through backlog of clothing, jackets etc that must be heated to 180 degrees for 20 minutes in the dryer to kill bugs, just in case.
I'm taking the first watch.
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6 comments:
What a nightmare Ness! This sounds truly horrible and there's nothing worse than that paranoid feeling after you see just one normal bug! You poor things! Do you have to destroy all your bedding?
Where did you stay when you went to Killington? A crack house?
Oh no!! That is just my biggest fear! I saw something on the news the other day that you can lure them out with dry ice, apparently carbon dioxide is how they find people, and you can set up a trap to drown them. I was making note of the set up while watching because like I said that freaks me out!! I hope that you have nuked the crap out of those scary little bugs!! lol
Meg planted them as payback for your video
Wait. "Doctor arrives?" I thought they stopped doing house calls in the 70's.
MEEEEEAAAARRRRRRAAAAAAAHHHHHHH :(
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