"You have had an introduction and not an infestation." These were
the words spoken by Adam – an expert on bedbugs who came to our home this
morning to look over the bedroom.
It all
started about a week ago when Audrey came to me with bite marks on her
ankles. We looked them up on google and
thought – OH NO – could it be bed bugs?
Then an examination of her bed and the box spring showed unmistakable
signs of them living in our home.
We
immediately went back to the internet and read about what to do. And we did everything we could:
·
We
bought sleeves for the mattresses that will remain on the mattress and the box
spring for a year
·
We
took books and put them in the freezer
to stay for four days
·
We
sprayed the bed frame with Hot Shot and put it in the garage.
·
We
removed clothes from closets and drawers and dried them for 20 to
thirty minutes
·
We
vacuumed and vacuumed and vacuumed
·
And
sprayed and sprayed and sprayed the room
·
We
would enter the room and do the work and then take our clothes off and wash
them.
We lived with
dreadful questions: am I
itchy? Is that a bite on me? Are these unseen creatures moving to the next
bedroom, to the living room? Are they on
my clothes ; Am I bringing them to a
friends house? To the movies?
And we heard from others horror stories about how
it took months to get rid of these bugs and thousands of dollars.
And then
today, the examination – the slow study of the room, the closets, the
wallpaper, the bed frame, the carpets
and he saw NOTHING. To say that we feel
relief is an understatement.
So there is
still work to be done. Just in case,
every closet will be completely emptied and we will spray it. And then the slow work of moving our stuff
back in again.
We had an introduction and it was
unsettling to say the least. And the
worst of it was a feeling of being out of control and vaguely ashamed. My friend Mary came to spend the night on
Friday and changed her mind when she heard about this. When I mentioned bedbugs to my physical therapist, I had to put my
clothes in a bag and wear a gown. And I
have been living with a free floating anxiety about whether I am a
carrier. It has been a challenging time
to be sure.
I end in
deep gratitude that it was no more debilitating than it was. And while there was some financial cost to it, our do it yourself solution
worked. Thank God. Yes, Thank God.
My prayers
are with all of those men and women who are dealing with this right now. It is a nightmare.
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