The first one was hiding just between the boxspring and mattress. The second one was tucked into the little fold of my boxspring cover, so I grabbed him AND the discarded shells of him or his vampirous buddies. And all the black specks? Poop. A small fraction of what's all over the boxspring cover.
I can't decide if finding these little bastards helps me sleep easier, because I know I took away the likely culprits, or makes sleep harder, because I know there could be more that I didn't find.
Either way, I don't think I have any new bites in new places. So just for now, I want to believe that I can catch these little blood-suckers, two at a time if need be, so I can get a good night's sleep once in a while.
(But for the record, I had a rather unpleasant dream that I was admitted to the hospital indefinitely while people tried to figure out what was wrong with me.)
