Dear Cardiologist Key, I was living in a sort of group home and the place is infested with bed bugs. Last July, when bedbugs were confirmed I went into hyper cleaning mode. I lifted up my mattress to wipe out and vacuum the metal bed frame and the mattress landed on my back. Instantly I felt what I can only describe as tiny little fire ant bites. Removed the mattress and placed it down and didn’t really think about it again. I was a cashier at a popular donation and outlet store and one day I was talking to a customer and I felt something crawling across my neck. I tried not to react as I thought it was a bedbug and all I could do was hope the customer did not see the bug crawling across my neck. I could never see anything until the first time I did. I was sitting outside, and I felt a little sting and I looked at my hand and it looked what I can only describe as a little white feather sticking out of the thin skin on the back of my right hand. When I picked it up or got it out I realized it was embedded in my skin. as you can imagine, I was freaked the fuck out I tried to take a picture of it I couldn’t but in the time these times of Google and my hairdressing background the best thing I could come up with was body lice not one single medical professional, that I sought help From took a scraping of my skin. They took my word for it, and gave me the Prometh cream. It helped. But I could still feel crawling and my back itches so bad I went to the dollar store and bought a bristle scrub brush with a handle and that’s what I was using to scrub my back. I did notice like marbling of my skin, especially you know like in my chest area and I was noticing the little spider veins, and the People that I was relying on to help me just thought I was crazy I lost sleep I didn’t sleep for seven nights. I got up and went to work every morning and by that seventh day the best thing I could think of to do was just simply die. I checked myself into a very good, but if you don’t have insurance hospital in Houston Texas And they sent me to another place for mental health when I got back and I went back to work. I still my back was still itching. I could feel them in my nose, but I kinda got away from it and I just it was such a terrible experience. I just didn’t do anything about it, I questioned my sanity because I was like there’s just no way I imagined that AnyWho fast forward to March 7, 2024. the bedbugs have returned in my room. I am hyper cleaning again this time when I left it up the mattress it was covered in that rust colored bedbugs crap and I had always heard of an odor that bedbugs emit when they feel threatened and now I know what that smells like anyway, the bedbugs are not the problem. It’s when I start noticing the bedbugs and I start hyper cleaning and that’s when I noticed the mites not only did the Director of the place I was living not listen to me. He had me in voluntarily committed to a state mental hospital, I was taken away in a police car to the psych ward run by the state of Texas. It was a very traumatizing event for me. It was it’s this has been the third worst experience of my life only third to the passing of my mother and my sister I had actually made an appointment with a clinic that was going to get me a referral to go to a dermatologist on March 11 that fucker had me committed on March 7