Nightmare

Let me tell you the horror that has been my life for the last almost 2 months and the nightmare that has been since Monday & hopefully ends Tuesday.

I've been posting about how I have these bug bites.  Tons of them.  My legs, my arms, my back & my left butt cheek.  I've been living in Off & Neem spray.  I have stopped walking in the grass, I spray up nekkid, I have been wiping myself down with 91% Isopropyl Alcohol & Witch Hazel.  I have been a big pink blob from calamine lotion.  The way the bites look, they point to chiggers.  I'm thinking with the hot & humid weather we've been having, the bugs have been out of control.  The mosquitoes have always liked me more than others, so this is what I've been attributing it too.

I didn't want to think it could possibly be the worst thing ever.  It was suggested to me, more than once, that maybe it's bed bugs.  No, I moved a plant around, I saw baby spiders, it's spider bites.  I've cleaned, dusted, wiped things down, slept in bug spray, you name it, I was still getting them.  Itching, scratching, terrible.  Itching is a pleasurable experience.  I can't tell you how good it feels - eyes rolling back in your head it feels so good.  On the down side, they itch so badly that they scab up.  I haven't been able to shave my legs & my arms, well, I look like a doper.

I started pulling my sheets up, at all hours, checking the seams, crawling across my mattress with nothing on it.  I didn't see anything, it's not bed bugs......

This past Monday Jay grabbed a tissue & there was a bug on it.  So he looked it up & said it looked like a bed bug.  I disagreed, I had checked at least 20 times, at all hours.  I saw nothing.  So we ate dinner & I asked him to help me pull my bed away from the wall.  Let the nightmare begin.

There was a cluster.  Two of them at the head of my bed, between my mattress & box spring.  It gets worse. One on his side, two more on mine & one at the bottom of my bed.  I had a melt down.  A big melt down.  I am so thankful Jay was here to help me because physically I was not capable.  He helped me strip the bed & bag my sheets, bed skirt & comforter up.  He helped me vacuum & move stuff.  I called the maintenance number after I calmed down some.  I announced who I was & asked who I was speaking to.  Then I asked if there had been any complaints about bed bugs.  There was a real long pause & I got a "yeeesssssss".   I said well I have them too.  I was told there was an exterminator coming Thursday (yesterday) & I would be added to the list.

Jay & I went & dried my sheets, then washed them, then dried everything again.  Before we left, we hosed my bedroom down with 91% Isopropyl alcohol.  It was so strong.  We got home & put the clean sheets back on.  Took showers, again & went to bed.  It was the first time in a month I didn't wake up with new bites.

Wednesday morning I went to the office to the office to tell them what I discovered.  I offered to show them all my areas of bites, including my butt cheek.  I was told the exterminator was only coming Thursday to assess 4 & 4N.  There are 12 apartments in my building.  I happen to be 5N.  Right next to 4N.  4N being the Conspiracy Theorist & his skank bitch girlfriend.  I asked at the office if it was his apartment but she couldn't tell me, but then she did admit it started in his.  Fucker.  WE SHARE A FUCKING WALL!!!!

That afternoon the entire building got letters with instructions for Tuesday, 7/26.  They are going to bomb every apartment.  We have specific instructions as to what we have to do, before & after.  It's a nightmare.  Early Thursday morning, I was awake about 3am & my arm & side of my foot were itching, bad.  PANIC!!! I turned my light on & whipped my sheets off my bed & I saw it.  It was trying to get away.  I ran to get my spray bottle of alcohol, it kills them instantly.  I sprayed it & saw another on my bed skirt & sprayed that one.  Then all my sheets came off and I checked all around again.  I sat on my floor crying in the middle of the night, checking.  I only found one more.  Now you should know, I have been constantly spraying & checking.  I lifted & checked between my mattress & box spring 4 times that day.  The facts Jay read said they will travel up to 20 feet for a meal.  Awesome.  You should also know that before I went to bed that night I sprayed my couch, again.  There hasn't been any evidence there, precautionary.  I also sprayed my stairs & the shared wall between me & the scumbags.  The smell of alcohol was strong.  It was awful, it's been awful.

I went back to the office yesterday & explained that I'm completely skeeved

I finally calmed down yesterday & started checking for hotels nearby that allow pets.  I saw that a Days Inn 15 miles away took them but there is a Days Inn 4 miles down the road from me.  I called, just to see, because it didn't say.  They have  rooms they allow pets in.  In talking with the lady, she bred & raised boxers  (Hailey is a boxer) and we got to chatting.  She even worked it that I can check in early if the room wasn't occupied the night before since I don't know when the exterminator is coming.  HUGE relief. I have somewhere safe & cool where my animals can be.  This allows me to go do a whole crap load of laundry.  Because I have the room until Wednesday, that allows me to come & clean after the exterminators leave.

Before they come I have to move everything away from the walls, vacuum, put stuff away, put food away, bag up everything, wash it & dry it.  After they leave I have to vacuum everything again & wipe everything down.  I'm glad my animals will be somewhere that I can get the joint cleaned up before they come home.

This is an awful nightmare.  I know it's not that I am dirty, but it certainly makes me feel that way.  I slept part of the night on my couch last night.  At about 3:30am, I went to my bed, but I lifted, checked & sprayed & I slept on top of my covers.  I have the creepy crawlies.  I just checked a little while ago & found one between the mattress & box spring.  It's hard, I have a king size bed & it's heavy to lift by myself.  I do know the #3 apartments have "house guests" too.  I'm not sure about #1s of #2s.  I know the #6s don't.  I didn't have many, but enough to make me feel devastated.  I despise the Conspiracy Theorist & his skank bitch girlfriend.  They hang out in infested projects in the next town over & since they are scumbags, what would make them think having bites was anything but normal?

I cleaned out my living room closet tonight.  I have stuff stacked on my kitchen table.  Tomorrow will be my bathroom closet & the beginning of my bedroom closet, which is huge.  That will be good.  I've been meaning to bag up clothes to donate.  Don't worry.  If you use BLACK garbage bags & allow them to sit in the sun for a few hours, it kills the bugs.  I have to bag up dog & cat toys, their beds, pretty much everything.  I don't know if the bombing will work.  I don't know if there is follow up treatment.  I don't really know much of anything


Welcome to my nightmare.