For today, let's skip over Thanksgiving, Vienna, and the fact that I have an exam tomorrow but have completely lost all relevant study skills.
I might have bedbug bites.
Yesterday Allison, who I went to Lisbon with, told me that she went to the doctor to have a rash checked out and they told her it was from bedbugs.
Instantly, my arms started feeling itchy. I told myself that it was simply me being typical Colleen, psychosomatic. If I hadn't showed symptoms yet, I couldn't possibly be affected.
Wikipedia told me that symptoms from bedbugs show up within nine days. Day nine is tomorrow.
Then today I woke up with little red bites on my leg.
Mine isn't as extensive as Allison's, but I'm not sure what to do. I mean, could I have honestly worried so much about bedbugs that I made a strip of bites pop up on my leg overnight??
I don't know what to do. Bedbugs are treatable, but in typical Colleen fashion I just want to ignore the problem and hope that it goes away.
Today is Carlos's seventh birthday, so probably not the most opportune day to tell my host mom that I have potentially brought bedbugs into the house and that she should consider fumigation. But at the same time I don't want to wait too long...
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