This brought back Bedbug based paranoia I thought I had laid to rest nearly a decade ago so thanks for that.
I hope you have a speedy and painless solution to our problem, but I’m really glad I’m not you OP. My god, if I never see these bastards again it will be too soon.
Right there with you. I had to fully encapsulate my mattress (which was a brand new memory foam), spray poison all over everything, then heat treat the entire room until my blinds melted…TWICE!
My wife still freaks out if she sees a spot of dirt on the sheets, and that all happened 7 years ago.
My situation was a dorm room situation I couldn’t get out for a WHOLE FUCKING YEAR. The caretaker didn’t give a shit, all my dorm mates slept with a lighter close by, lighter fluid was traded around like cigarettes and blowies in a jail yard.
We got our revenge on the asshole caretaker though, the bugs managed to infest that guys room too. Unlike us he couldn’t just get up and leave at the end of the year. Fuck that guy.
If I have to travel, I keep my luggage out the door and check the entire fucking room like I’m Brezhnev’s Soviet security detail in the 1973 Washington summit visit. No stone unturned, no corner or edge left unchecked.
It’s been 10 years since my bedbug nightmare. The bugs are long gone, but I’m still inspecting the mattress and box spring cover weekly with a magnifying glass, and blasting my laundry with hot water, high heat in the dryer, and sprinkling diatomaceous earth all the fuck over.
This brought back Bedbug based paranoia I thought I had laid to rest nearly a decade ago so thanks for that.
I hope you have a speedy and painless solution to our problem, but I’m really glad I’m not you OP. My god, if I never see these bastards again it will be too soon.
Right there with you. I had to fully encapsulate my mattress (which was a brand new memory foam), spray poison all over everything, then heat treat the entire room until my blinds melted…TWICE!
My wife still freaks out if she sees a spot of dirt on the sheets, and that all happened 7 years ago.
You never quite get over a bed bug infestation.
My situation was a dorm room situation I couldn’t get out for a WHOLE FUCKING YEAR. The caretaker didn’t give a shit, all my dorm mates slept with a lighter close by, lighter fluid was traded around like cigarettes and blowies in a jail yard.
We got our revenge on the asshole caretaker though, the bugs managed to infest that guys room too. Unlike us he couldn’t just get up and leave at the end of the year. Fuck that guy.
If I have to travel, I keep my luggage out the door and check the entire fucking room like I’m Brezhnev’s Soviet security detail in the 1973 Washington summit visit. No stone unturned, no corner or edge left unchecked.
Fuck Bedbugs.
It’s been 10 years since my bedbug nightmare. The bugs are long gone, but I’m still inspecting the mattress and box spring cover weekly with a magnifying glass, and blasting my laundry with hot water, high heat in the dryer, and sprinkling diatomaceous earth all the fuck over.