Bugs In the System. NO, Real Bugs.
Actually, We Hope It IS Fleas
Because the alternative is worse
Earlier this week Joel pointed out some bites he was getting on his arms. They didn’t look or act like mosquito bites, so our suspicions immediately turned towards bed bugs or fleas. Either of which we felt he could have gotten at the first place we stayed at, which was notably dirty and gross. Except that Cecile slept in the same bedroom with him for several nights because it had a more comfortable bed, and if anything she’s more susceptible to bite reactions than he is. As the week went on and he got more and more, and they went from not being to itch to being itchy, the odds of it being from our old place declined.
Interestingly, Cecile discovered from talking to people that no one around here seems to have heard of bedbugs, but fleas they know. We contacted our landlady to let her know what was going on and that we didn’t know where they were from but that the apartment might need a cleaning, and our suspicions began to turn towards the used school uniforms we had bought Joel. In a rather spectacular lapse in judgement we didn’t wash them all before letting him start wearing them. The fact that in our small apartment he is the only one who is being bothered further implicates his bedroom, and the fact that it’s mostly on his arms, shoulders and collarbone area would possibly indicate clothes as the culprit.
This Was NOT A Pretty Good Day
So finally, having talked with several people and ultimately deciding that a trip to the doctor was just going to involve expense and waiting and being told to do what we would do anyway, we decided that today was the day for action. So Cecile took off to Valparaiso with a friend, leaving me to do the dirty work. No, really, she already had plans to go to Valpo, but the room really needed to be dealt with. And so it began.
- Cecile heads out to Valparaiso with her friend.
- Get everything that isn’t clothes out of his room
- Strip both beds. Comforter and sheets from the unused bed into a plastic bag and out on the balcony for the duration so we don’t have to deal with them.
- Comforter and sheets from his bed along with all his school clothes into the wash
- All his other clothes into bags and outside onto the balcony until we have enough change to wash them
- Entire room including both beds (mattresses & box springs) vacuumed.
- Entire room (see above) thoroughly dosed with the Raid that was already in the apartment (two bottles, and yet we’re assured there was never any pest problem. Hmm.)
- Immediately leave the apartment for two hours to eat, grocery shop, and enjoy the day
- Back at the apartment, open Joel’s window to begin the airing out process, leave his door closed
That’s where we are now as I write this
- An hour or two later, open his door and other windows to further air out his room.
- Eventually, remake his bed and keep our fingers crossed.
- And hope it’s not bedbugs
So you see, it’s not all fun and games here.
And what did we have for lunch? Completos, of course.