My name is Morgan (not my real name, but what friends call me). A few years ago, we started noticing tiny red welts on our arms. I blamed mosquitoes or fleas. But it got worse.
I’d wake in the night feeling something crawling over me. The sheets had blood specks. I tossed them in hot water, vacuumed, steam-cleaned. I hired exterminators—$800, $1,200, $1,500—yet every time, in a few months the bugs returned.