I was stung by bedbugs a couple nights ago. It was truly horrible. I got little sleep and the host thought I was lying.
These bed bugs were stinging me mercilessly on the back of my neck and then on my right hand at 1:30 AM as I tried to protect myself. At the time, I thought I was being attacked by mosquitoes. I tried to sleep through it. I covered my head, but their sheets stunk They were filthy, and the pillow covers looked like they were never cleaned. I went out to my car to get my own sheet, returned to bed and covered my head and neck. But, something was still stinging me. It couldnāt be mosquitoes, I thought.
So, at 2:30, I got back up, turned on the light and trapped one of the bugs, photographed it, put it in a plastic bag normally saved for my Dominican pesos and put it into the freezer.
I returned to be and continued to be stung on my left hand and my knee. I got up again to try to trap some more bed bugs, but they hid themselves before I could see them. I was very tired and slow.
The next morning, I presented my bag to the host. He claimed I had brought it with me because I had my own bag. (As if plastic bags are a rare thing.) I showed him photos of the back of my neck and of my elbow I took during the night. But, he didnāt believe me. And, he thought I brought the bedbug I showed from the outside! As he explained why he didnāt believe me, I scratched my left index finger. It hurt so badly. I realized my host was no longer my friend, I felt sad.