Last weekend I stayed in a hotel. A few days after returning home, I had three small bumps and itchiness under my waistband. I thought maybe it was bedbugs. Scratching caused the bumps to open and look like punctures. Admittedly, punctures that look exactly how I'd imagine a bat bite to appear.
When I showed someone, they suggested it was a bat bite. On my stomach.
I freaked and went to the ER. They said they'd give me the rabies vaccine if I wanted it. I declined and chose instead to have my house searched for evidence of bats.
But now I have horrible anxiety about whether or not I made the right decision.
A home inspector found no evidence of bats in my attic. Plus, with below zero temps, the beams in my attic are frosted over. Would bats hibernate in that?
If a bat made this bite, it would have had to come out of the attic, crawl under my covers and into my pajamas, bite me, then escape without me ever knowing or seeing it in the morning. I am a heavy sleeper, but....
Oh, also, I have a two year old bird dog who sleeps by my bed. I figure a bat flying overhead would make him bark like crazy and wake me up. He goes nuts over the baby birds in our backyard after all.
So anyway, my rational mind tells me there is no way a bat bit me. But I can't let it go. Spiraling down.