It is almost midnight and I just swept my entire apartment and cleaned the floors with bleach. Only moments ago, I felt icky, disgusting….my skin quivered.
An hour and a half ago, I arrived at my apartment after a long day out. I left the house around 8:30am this morning and stayed out all day –working, taking care of errands, and spending time with friends. Since I didn’t sleep very long last night and I must get up early tomorrow morning, I was looking forward to a nice evening of sleep.
When I came home at 10:45pm tonight, I started my normal routine of undressing and getting ready to go to sleep. Around 15 minutes after my arrival, I noticed a wet spot in my bed. My mattress is violet and so when it is wet, the moistened area darkens and is noticeable. I wondered to myself, now what did I do to make a wet stain on the bed as I didn’t remember being anywhere near the bed in my 15 minutes of being at home. It was strange. I started thinking about the steps I had taken since my arrival. I touched the wet spot with my fingers to ensure that it was really wet and not just a dark area – a sign that perhaps I’d soiled it earlier. No, it was definitely wet. Actually there were two stains, a small one and a large one. I had not yet even touched water since being at home – that was the baffling part. I don’t remember what thought I had next; I only remember what I did. I pulled back my covers and something moved quickly and immediately, I knew what that something was - a MOUSE! { My skin is chilled just thinking about it.} I shrieked and it started moving everywhere in my bed - in my bed! It was looking for a way out but could not find it thanks to my mosquito net which totally encloses the bed. It got stuck in one corner and stayed there --- looking at me at the corner of its eye, scared. I was scared and so was it. We stayed there, staring at one another with fear making us both frozen into place. I called a friend and asked him what to do. He told me to push him out of the bed with a broom. I didn’t want to gently coax the thing out. I wanted to beat him…kill him. After all, he was in my bed! But for that very reason, I could not hurt him. Imagine mouse remains scattered in my bed at midnight. I mean really, could I ever really sleep in that bed again? And I have no sofa alternative so that wouldn’t have been a good move. I got my broom and a can of roach spray. I then widened the opening of the mosquito net so that the mouse would have sufficient room to get out. I sprayed him first so that he’d be irritated and move. He did. Instead of jumping through the entrance, out of my bed, and out of the open door onto the terrace, he ran to the corner of the bed where I lay my head. My head I said! I figured that this night was screwed. I mean, what if he decided to stay there with his long body and tail, next to my pillow? I would not sleep the entire night, that’s evident. I sprayed some more and opened mosquito net exit further. Finally he hopped out of the bed, fearing for his life dare I say it. And then ran out of the apartment into the night.
So it is now almost 30 minutes past midnight and I am here in my bleach fragranced apartment hoping that I have cleaned up enough to erase the events of tonight’s nightmares from my head. I have thrown my covers into the hamper and I have cleaned the wet spot (which I now realize is mouse pee) with antibacterial spray, soap, and water. I am waiting for it to dry. Since I must be awake in six hours, I will try my best to put my horror to rest and as well as my body and proceed as if I did not almost sleep with a mouse!
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