The Exterminator Told Me To Throw Away My Bed
"You might want to start fresh."
That's what the bed bug guy told me.
Not "we'll take care of it." Not "give it a few days."
"You might want to start fresh."
I'd just spent $1,200 on a brand new king mattress six months earlier.
And the professional I paid $450 to spray my apartment told me to throw it in a dumpster.
When The Expert Tells You To Trash Everything
September 2023. My wife Sarah and I had just settled into our new apartment in Denver.Not a luxury high-rise. Just a clean two-bedroom in a nice neighborhood.
Close to work. Good school district for our daughter. Quiet street.
The apartment looked perfect during the walkthrough.
Fresh paint. New carpet. Spotless.
We signed the lease. Moved in August 1st.
Everything was great.
Then the itching started.
The Morning I Woke Up And Counted The Bites
First week of September. I woke up with three red welts on my forearm.
Thought it was mosquitoes. We'd had the window open the night before.
Next morning: five more. On my shoulder. In a line.
Sarah had them too. Three on her neck.
I googled "bug bites in a line."
The first result made my stomach drop.
Bed bugs.
I ripped the fitted sheet off our mattress.
Pulled up the corner. Looked at the seam.
Tiny brown spots. Everywhere.
I grabbed my phone flashlight. Looked closer.
Saw one. Alive. Fat. The size of an apple seed.
Then another. And another.
They were IN our mattress. In the seams. In the piping. Along the box spring.
I checked our daughter Emma's room.
Her bed too.
Her bed too.
My six-year-old had been sleeping with bed bugs.
I wanted to set the whole apartment on fire.