I think I got through the last bed bug attack with the same thinking: You can't always live in fear.
They are horrible bugs, but we are also a cautious bunch. With the amount of care we've put into making sure we didn't bring any home, I'm pretty confident that the situation has been contained.
Worse comes to worst, we'll keep fighting the battle, and eventually none of us will be afraid of bugs anymore.
I grew up catching cockroaches and whatnot as a hobby when I was a kid in HK, and watching my dad catch all bugs with his bare hands kind of took out the gross factor.
Yes, they are juicy and all, but when they turn into juice that also means they're dead.
So really, there's nothing to be afraid of.
With the growing numbers of trucks/buses/cars killing pedestrians, I'd be more concerned about walking on streets on foot trying to keep alive.
The thing is, I am not afraid of cockroaches or spiders or centipedes. But bed bugs..... just the thought of it multiplying and going around sucking blood like those man-eating bugs in Mummies, makes me shiver...Did you know that the word "bug" in old english is "bugge" which referred directly to bed bugs in the old days?
ReplyDeleteIn the old days, everyone's home have bed bugs because of bad living conditions. My parents grew up with bed bug bites everywhere =P
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