Slept three hours on the sofa last night. Apparently it is the worst thing I could do, because the little critters will hunt me down from room to room. I hope they're not too hungry yet and can survive another night without their midnight feast. Judging by the number of bites I have they should be full for a while yet before they start stalking me. The pest control man will do an inspection tomorrow, the advice is that I sleep in the infested room. the bites are soooo itchy I can't cope with anymore and I won't sleep I'll just lie there thinking about them

As far as I can tell there are a number of options for eradicating the pest, of course the best solutions are pricey, one firm that uses dogs to sniff out the infestation sites charges £2000, I have some money saved in case I lose my job but that much would clear me out. There are cheaper options but they may not work and I'm wary of pesticides as I'm asthmatic. I'm between a rock and a hard place - again.

My anxiety is through the roof, I suppose I could just hit the diazepam tonight and hope it knocks me out. Though the last time I took diazepam it took my depression to sub-basement level and I've only just started to pick back up.

The only glimmer of light I can hold on to is that at least the itching isn't liver damage caused by my meds.