Katie vs. Bug part II

At exactly 5:30 this morning I woke up to the feeling that something was crawling up my left upper arm.  I immediately took my hand and swatted at this intruder and definitely felt a big bug that I knew my simple swat had not killed.  I jumped out of bed screaming "STEVEN A BUG!" which caused him to jump out of bed (although I think it was because of the tone of my voice because I have said those words quite a few times since we moved into our new apartment).

We searched and searched and searched for about 5 minutes, pretty much dismantling the bed in the process.  I kept saying "I swear it's real, and it should be HUGE", but after 5 minutes I felt pretty ridiculous and figured I must have dreamt it up.

And then there it was, right before we turned the light off this black beetle crawled up our quilt...talk about disgusting.  I about died and probably woke up our neighbors with my scream. (overreaction you say?  Not so when you realize that 5 minutes ago that huge thing was almost to my shoulder in route to my mouth...ack!)  Steven heroically removed and flushed it while I stood shocked and dismayed.

Worst thing is the exterminator came 2 days before this.  And I know what's supposed to happen, the bugs are supposed to get worse before they get better because the bug fumes cause them all to come out and look for water. But in the past those bugs have always looked a little sickly and were at least heading towards the bathroom or kitchen...this guy was just kicking along clueless.  Hopefully he doesn't have any friends or else I might just move out.