Bedbugs: a Human Problem
What a mess! And to think that 20 years ago, this problem was practically non existent in North America.
In fact, in my first 10 years running L'
I can recall only on case on bedbugs I treated, and these people had just come back from a trip.
When we're invaded by cockroaches, for example, as disgusted as we may be by this creature, at least we're not being attacked physically. With bedbugs, on the other hand, it's a whole different story, and the psychological effect is powerful. We feel taken over in our own home,
with all of the implied aftermath. We lose sleep, we panic, we feel overwhelmed and powerless, and then we make mistakes. We tried treating it ourselves with ineffective methods and products, or else we throw away our furniture, thinking we're throwing away the problem.
In time, products have been developed for bedbugs which we use today in the pest control industry that give good results. But no matter how good the product or service, the co-operation of the people as well as the preparation of the bedrooms are absolutely essential for a successful intervention. (Go to "Preparation for bedbug treatment
" on this same page.)
We must understand that what we see with the naked eye is very little compared to what we don't see. In fact, bedbugs can hide anywhere, in the smallest cracks and crevasses of the beds and drawers or behind baseboards, mouldings and frames.
It's difficult to understand the emotional impact such a problem can have on us unless we've experienced it for ourselves. At first, when I would go to my clients' houses and witness their befuddlement, I would think to myself : “Come on! There are worste things that can happen to you.” Well, about 10 years ago, my wife and I went on a backpack trip across Costa Rica. At one point, we found ourselves in Monteverde, a village in the north of Costa Rica. We quickly found a small motel with an astounding view on the Gulf of Nicoya. Everything was fine and dandy. At bedtime, my wife told me she felt itchy. Like all good husbands, I told her it was her imagination and that everything was fine. So, during the night, I woke up with something on my face. In the bathroom, I saw that it was definitely bedbugs
and my heart skipped a beat. There was no way we were going to leave this place in the middle of the night, so I went back to bed telling my wife there was no problem. It goes without saying I didn't sleep for the rest of the night, but that's when I
really understood my clients!