Ugh, bedbugs. I currently have a friend living on my couch who refuses to go home and see his family because their infestation is so bad that he's afraid he'll bring them here. The family has had an infestation for THREE YEARS, and has not called an exterminator. I can't imagine living with the little monsters for ANY length of time. And his family doesn't understand why he won't come over. The last time he went over there, for Thanksgiving dinner, he saw one crawling on his mom's arm. She didn't notice. The family seems to think "we haven't seen as many of them!" means my friend should relent and come over. Even though he told them he would not come over until they had called an exterminator and had the house sprayed at the very LEAST. (They did call an exterminator. He told them to clean the house, to prepare for spraying. When he came back, they had not done so. When he told them they had to, they got mad at him and threw him out of the house.)
Sorry, ranting. Bedbugs... *shudder* I just can't imagine living with an infestation that long.
That must have been an uncomfortable situation, to say the least! I'm not bug phobic, but that scenario still would have stayed with me. Eeewwww!! :/