All Quiet
I'm going to try to say this without jinxing myself, if that's possible, but I am hesitantly hopeful that the bedbug saga may be behind me.
I had a slight heart attack over the weekend when I found huge black spots all over my sheets and thought they were moving en masse. I held my heart in my hands as I forced myself over for a closer look to discover that what I was seeing was huge amounts of lint blowing in the breeze from the fan. Deep exhale there. I was never so happy to see lint.
I also realized at some point this morning as I was scratching my back and arms and shoulders how nice it feels to scratch those places and not tear my skin off from where the bite holes were and not feel excruciating pain any more. It's almost starting to feel normal now, to have an itch and feel secure in scratching it. I still have the morning inspections, but it's been quite a while since I saw anything to get nervous over.
In fact, it has been precisely one month since I last saw a bedbug bite anywhere on my body. On that fateful day, I received 27 bites, all on my right shoulder and back and upper right arm. This was in addition to the 30 or so other bites I already had. Those 27 bites have more or less completely gone away, except for the ones that I peeled off with my fingernails (sorry for the gruesome image). In those places, there are little white dots of scars. Some of the places where I got eight or more at once still harbor black bruise-like spots, but otherwise, I'm starting to look like a normal human being instead of a human pincushion.
I still have tons of laundry to get through. At this point I'm tempted to throw away those trash bags instead of lugging them downstairs to the laundry room, but my sorry little bank account cringes at the thought of having to purchase all new clothes. It's not much happier at the thought of what it will cost to WASH all those clothes either, though. Perhaps it will be half-and-half and I will only wash the clothes that I know I will wear again this fall.
All in all, quiet times remain on the bedbug front. I'm hoping the worst is behind me. Great time to start a bedbug blog, eh?
I had a slight heart attack over the weekend when I found huge black spots all over my sheets and thought they were moving en masse. I held my heart in my hands as I forced myself over for a closer look to discover that what I was seeing was huge amounts of lint blowing in the breeze from the fan. Deep exhale there. I was never so happy to see lint.
I also realized at some point this morning as I was scratching my back and arms and shoulders how nice it feels to scratch those places and not tear my skin off from where the bite holes were and not feel excruciating pain any more. It's almost starting to feel normal now, to have an itch and feel secure in scratching it. I still have the morning inspections, but it's been quite a while since I saw anything to get nervous over.
In fact, it has been precisely one month since I last saw a bedbug bite anywhere on my body. On that fateful day, I received 27 bites, all on my right shoulder and back and upper right arm. This was in addition to the 30 or so other bites I already had. Those 27 bites have more or less completely gone away, except for the ones that I peeled off with my fingernails (sorry for the gruesome image). In those places, there are little white dots of scars. Some of the places where I got eight or more at once still harbor black bruise-like spots, but otherwise, I'm starting to look like a normal human being instead of a human pincushion.
I still have tons of laundry to get through. At this point I'm tempted to throw away those trash bags instead of lugging them downstairs to the laundry room, but my sorry little bank account cringes at the thought of having to purchase all new clothes. It's not much happier at the thought of what it will cost to WASH all those clothes either, though. Perhaps it will be half-and-half and I will only wash the clothes that I know I will wear again this fall.
All in all, quiet times remain on the bedbug front. I'm hoping the worst is behind me. Great time to start a bedbug blog, eh?
posted by Caitlin at 11:28 AM
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