Well, shit. Here I thought the last treatment of the place had managed to kill off the last of the bed bugs, but it seems there were either more eggs waiting to hatch or more new ones have crawled over from next door, because I woke up to more bites this morning.<\/p>\n
Frak.
\nMe.<\/p>\n
The bed sheets are dry now, having been washed in hot water and dried on high once again. Thankfully the laundry room was pretty much empty, so I was able to get those and all my other laundry done at one time. I still have to pull the mattress off and treat the frame with more boric acid, but I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve not done that yet; honestly it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been difficult enough to muster the energy to deal with the laundry itself, much less hauling the mattress around.<\/p>\n
That has to be the worst part of this whole thing \u00e2\u20ac\u201c that not even my \u00e2\u20ac\u0153safest\u00e2\u20ac\u009d space is safe. My bedroom, which is where I sleep, where I play on the computer, where I read, has been compromised, and there\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not a whole heck of a lot I can do about it. I keep the place clean, but they crawl into clean spaces as easily and as casually as dirty ones. I continue to clean the sheets, dust the (new this spring) bed frame, keep the bed away from the wall, coat the legs with Vaseline to keep them from crawling up, tuck the comforter in to keep it off the floor, but still I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m getting bitten. So still my \u00e2\u20ac\u0153safe space\u00e2\u20ac\u009d is unsafe, which means I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have people over, I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have anyone sleep in the room with me, and the feelings of isolation and despair just continue to climb.<\/p>\n
They keep treating this unit, and supposedly treating next door, the original source of the infestation, but the bugs continue to bite. They\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re also supposedly looking into evicting, or not renewing the lease of, the men next door to shut the place down as a crash spot for every Tom, Dick & Harry that needs a cheap place to sleep (there are four beds set up in the studio apartment there, all of which showed signs of bed bug infestation the first time it was treated). <\/p>\n
I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d be tempted to move, but by this point I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d have to isolate and treat everything I own to ensure that I didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t carry any eggs with me to a new place. Every stitch of fabric would have to be cleaned, then moved elsewhere, and every piece of wood would have to be treated with steam and boric acid to ensure they weren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t harboring any eggs, the mere contemplation of which leaves me more than a little bit exhausted.<\/p>\n
I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know what else to do except try to soldier through, keep calling management to get the apartment treated, yet again, and keep pressure up to get rid of the ultimate source of the little fuckers, the men next door, but damn I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m tired of fighting this. Next week will be two months since I first noted bites, and about a month since I started getting almost weekly visits from Orkin for the infestation. I like the Orkin manager, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get me wrong, but I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m getting tired of having her come in to treat the place. I want my safe space to be safe again.<\/p>\n
This was so not how I saw myself spending my 33rd birthday. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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