More Fucking Bedbugs
I’m up in the middle of the night again. I suddenly popped up at two after about an hour of being asleep. I woke up with an itch on my right arm that looked suspiciously like a bedbug bite. After trying hard not to have a panic attack, I apologetically asked Allyson if we could turn on a light and check the bed. Upon inspection, Allyson had a bite as well, and we found the adult bedbug culprit in her blanket. We caught and killed it, making it the second adult bedbug that we’ve found since our pest control guy sprayed. I’m at something of a loss because I know that the stuff the fellow sprayed was pretty heavy duty. I’ve seen all manner of dead insects on the floor. I’ve watched a roach spontaneously die while walking across the floor. I don’t understand how these things are getting on our bed without dying.
I’m at a loss. I’m nearly at the end of my rope. I’m praying hard for some sort of solution and/or the wisdom and strength to continue dealing with this. Those of you who are religious, please pray for Allyson and me. Pray that we’ll be able to get a good night’s sleep. Pray that someday we’ll be free of these monsters.