Tell me I'm not about to face a major infestation. I had a couple of miserable summers as a kid and now I'm completely freaked out.
I noticed some bad bug bites on Friday night, strangely, around my waist band. I didn't think too much of it, but then had a few other bites and they were SO itchy by Saturday. I mentioned it to my husband and he said he had noticed a flea jump off one of our cats last week, and that I most likely had flea bites. I suspected this but did not want it to be true. Ah, my old friend, denial.
So I went to PetCo and spent $120 on flea products--those spot products for dogs, carpet powder, upholstery spray, and general flea spray. Started treating the house late Saturday night. Then on Sunday afternoon my husband treated our yard where the dogs play.
I still had not seen any fleas myself, until Sunday morning when I took a closer look at our bed and my kids' beds after finding more fresh bites. I finally found one flea in our bed, and one in our daughter's. I cannot find any on our pets, not flea poop, nothing. I have about 20-30 horrific bites all over my body now, and after some googling this morning found that yes, a single flea can bite hundreds of times a day. Apparently I am very sensitive to flea bites AND very tasty to fleas, which I suppose is good news for the rest of my family--I'm the flea bait.
So please, someone, tell me it's not too late and that we probably warded off a major infestation. Being a mother has taught me that I can tolerate a LOT of gross stuff I never thought I could, but this? I can't live with fleas. The fact that we've only seen 3 fleas total, and that we treated everything pretty thoroughly has to count for something, right? Right, right?