(CLANmafia): Evaena says, "Can I order some polar bear strikes."
There's a rage thread on forums that I posted to, and I figured I'd cross post to here.
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Bedbugs. My apartment manager. My apartment complex.
I've been to four doctor's visits trying to figure out what was wrong with me, why I was having hives all over my arms and legs. One of which they didn't even charge me for, because two separate doctors said I have nfc what is wrong with you.
I've already said I have emotional problems. I also am not making it month to month without begging money off my mother (who is amazing). Let's add all of this together to see Arbre in full nervous breakdown at -least- once a week. It's been every day this week!
We found out the whole thing was bedbugs on March 11th. Since then they've sprayed my apartment three times and done the heat treatment once. I'm -still- getting bitten. Let's add on to this that for almost a week they were telling me -I- brought them in and it was -my- responsibility to pay for their removal. Turns out they came from the apartment beside mine that was absolutely -infested- and the people there even knew they had them and didn't report it.
Let's add to this that my cat, you know, the one that's enormous and can sit and shake on command? Yeah, 80$ vet bill because he got sick from the chemicals. 9 years old, been around a dozen different cats, survived four moves, one of which was a non-stop 14 hour car ride and I've never had to take him to the vet for anything but vaccinations.
Oh, right! I also had to throw out my mattress and couch and beg my grandmother for money to buy new ones. Bought a 40$ bedbug proof mattress cover and made them put it on at the store before I brought it home. Didn't bring the couch home until I thought the bugs were gone. Guess what! They're not. Now my -new- couch is infested!
And I haven't slept well in over a month. Averaging 4-6 hours a night. Hence why I'm posting at 2am. There's a word for that, evidently! Delusional parasitosis! It means everything touching you makes you think one is on you and you have a difficult time thinking of anything else!
Had to take all of my clothing, sheets, blankets, pillows, everything cloth to the laundromat and live out of trash bags in the bathroom and kitchen for a week. Guess that was 100$ down the drain!
Let me add to that two nights in a hotel while we tried to figure out a way we could sleep without getting eaten! Still getting eaten!
Not everyone has a reaction to bedbugs. Ansnom doesn't. I'm generally allergic to everything. Imagine mosquito bites that, if you scratch them, will grow into a welt well over the size of a silver dollar.
LET ME SHARE SOME BEDBUG FACTS!!!
The picture is disgusting. Just fair warning.
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/87/Bed_bug%2C_Cimex_lectularius.jpg
Bedbugs can live a year without feeding.
Bedbugs don't know boys from girls. The male bedbugs have 'hypodermic genitalia' and go around stabbing every other bug it comes into contact with. This means that by the time they hit the female, they're injecting her with several sets of DNA.
Bedbugs are attracted to carbon dioxide (yay, my breath) and heat (my body).
CONCLUSION
I'm going Monday and telling the apartment manager that it's been now over six weeks that we have been fighting this. I can't move anywhere else, because I'll just bring the bugs with me. So I'm trapped here with the parasites until they're killed. I'm not paying rent again until they're gone for good. Want to push me on this? Really? I've already spoken with an attorney. I'm sure the local news station would be interested in the story. And I can sure as hell park my ass outside the leasing office and tell anyone coming in that there's bedbugs and they're not being taken care of. I'm sure SOMEONE won't mind and will still sign a lease!
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Bedbugs. My apartment manager. My apartment complex.
I've been to four doctor's visits trying to figure out what was wrong with me, why I was having hives all over my arms and legs. One of which they didn't even charge me for, because two separate doctors said I have nfc what is wrong with you.
I've already said I have emotional problems. I also am not making it month to month without begging money off my mother (who is amazing). Let's add all of this together to see Arbre in full nervous breakdown at -least- once a week. It's been every day this week!
We found out the whole thing was bedbugs on March 11th. Since then they've sprayed my apartment three times and done the heat treatment once. I'm -still- getting bitten. Let's add on to this that for almost a week they were telling me -I- brought them in and it was -my- responsibility to pay for their removal. Turns out they came from the apartment beside mine that was absolutely -infested- and the people there even knew they had them and didn't report it.
Let's add to this that my cat, you know, the one that's enormous and can sit and shake on command? Yeah, 80$ vet bill because he got sick from the chemicals. 9 years old, been around a dozen different cats, survived four moves, one of which was a non-stop 14 hour car ride and I've never had to take him to the vet for anything but vaccinations.
Oh, right! I also had to throw out my mattress and couch and beg my grandmother for money to buy new ones. Bought a 40$ bedbug proof mattress cover and made them put it on at the store before I brought it home. Didn't bring the couch home until I thought the bugs were gone. Guess what! They're not. Now my -new- couch is infested!
And I haven't slept well in over a month. Averaging 4-6 hours a night. Hence why I'm posting at 2am. There's a word for that, evidently! Delusional parasitosis! It means everything touching you makes you think one is on you and you have a difficult time thinking of anything else!
Had to take all of my clothing, sheets, blankets, pillows, everything cloth to the laundromat and live out of trash bags in the bathroom and kitchen for a week. Guess that was 100$ down the drain!
Let me add to that two nights in a hotel while we tried to figure out a way we could sleep without getting eaten! Still getting eaten!
Not everyone has a reaction to bedbugs. Ansnom doesn't. I'm generally allergic to everything. Imagine mosquito bites that, if you scratch them, will grow into a welt well over the size of a silver dollar.
LET ME SHARE SOME BEDBUG FACTS!!!
The picture is disgusting. Just fair warning.
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/87/Bed_bug%2C_Cimex_lectularius.jpg
Bedbugs can live a year without feeding.
Bedbugs don't know boys from girls. The male bedbugs have 'hypodermic genitalia' and go around stabbing every other bug it comes into contact with. This means that by the time they hit the female, they're injecting her with several sets of DNA.
Bedbugs are attracted to carbon dioxide (yay, my breath) and heat (my body).
CONCLUSION
I'm going Monday and telling the apartment manager that it's been now over six weeks that we have been fighting this. I can't move anywhere else, because I'll just bring the bugs with me. So I'm trapped here with the parasites until they're killed. I'm not paying rent again until they're gone for good. Want to push me on this? Really? I've already spoken with an attorney. I'm sure the local news station would be interested in the story. And I can sure as hell park my ass outside the leasing office and tell anyone coming in that there's bedbugs and they're not being taken care of. I'm sure SOMEONE won't mind and will still sign a lease!