Between the months of April and October of 2010, myself, my husband, and my son lived with a bedbug infestation. My husband and myself would wake in the night multiple times due to the activity of the bedbugs. One particular date and event that I will never forget was on August 29 of 2010. My son and I arrived home from a family trip. Little did we know our neighbour, who was also experiencing a bedbug problem, had purchased a bedbug extermination kit from Poulins and sprayed her apartment earli
er that day. (It remains to be said that the landlord of said apartment building did absolutely nothing to solve the bedbug infestation. More than 2 apartments were affected by the bedbugs. One other couple we know moved out of the building to escape the bedbugs and have not had them return since moving. The person I am referring to in this encounter on August 29, 2010, had contacted the Winnipeg Regional Health Authority, but no information was provided to me as to the results of this phone call.) We had arrived back late, around 12:00 midnight. Our son stayed up a little later as it had been his birthday while we were away and he was too excited to wait til morning to open his birthday presents from his father. After opening presents and a small snack, we proceeded to put him to bed. He awoke roughly 2 hours later crying. He had been somewhat carsick earlier in the evening, and he proceeded to throw up. I went into his room, turned on his light to find him and his bed covered in bedbugs. I had never seen so many, and haven't since. I could not even count how many there were. I ran him as bath while his father proceeded to eliminate as many of the bugs as he could by means of both killing and using Raid (which, by the way was the ONLY thing the landlord ever provided to us to deal with the problem. And he only provided one can at that. After that one was depleted, we were required to buy our own or suffer). After running the bath for our son, I removed his clothes to put him in the tub. When I saw his back, I wanted to cry. His back was almost completely red from the amount of bites he had sustained within one-and-a-half to two hours of being in his bed. I was completely disgusted with what I saw. Unfortunately, we were presently on a fixed income and did not have the financial means to acquire a new apartment. We stayed on until October 23, 2010. During that time, my husband sustained so many bites, he had infections in his skin. These infections then led to a staph infection, which caused him to be hospitalized. His hospitalization led to the loss of his job, which led us to moving out of town. After extensive research on the internet on ways to eradicate bedbugs, we have been living in a new place for almost a month bedbug free. Unfortunately, the experience is scarring, physically and emotionally. My husband and I still wake up in the night to every little itch or shift of the blanket, afraid it might be those bedbugs again. My husband still bears scars on both of his arms and both of his legs. We will never forget that experience. Never.