My heart jumped. Not chicken eggs, of course—these were tiny. And something about the way they sat there, like they’d been placed with intention, gave me the creeps. My very first thought was insect eggs. And not just any insect—something invasive, something uninvited.
I jumped out of bed. I didn’t touch them. I didn’t even want to be in the same room with them. What kind of insect lays eggs on a person’s bed?
Turning Panic Into Action
Trying to keep calm, I did what anyone would do in this kind of situation: I grabbed my phone and started searching. I also messaged a few friends who are more outdoorsy and might know about bugs.
The internet can be both a blessing and a curse in these moments—just enough information to give you answers, and also just enough to scare you to death.
Within a few minutes, I had my answer.
They were stink bug eggs.
I was stunned. I keep a clean home. I vacuum regularly, wash my sheets often, and try to stay ahead of anything that might attract pests. But despite all that, there they were—in my bed, no less.
How Did They Get There?
That was the next question. How on earth did stink bug eggs end up on my sheets?
After ruling out every possibility I could think of, I landed on one likely culprit—my dog. He’s a curious little thing, always sniffing around bushes during our walks. My best guess is that he brushed up against some stink bug-infested leaves and brought the eggs into the house without me noticing.
Maybe one of the bugs crawled onto his fur. Maybe the eggs clung to him. Whatever the path, they found their way into the one place that’s supposed to be my sanctuary.
Health Concerns and a Trip to the Doctor
The moment I figured out they were insect eggs, another worry took hold. What if I’d been bitten? What if these bugs carried bacteria, or worse?
I didn’t want to take any chances. I made a same-day appointment with my doctor. After a thorough check-up and some precautionary tests, I was given the all-clear. No bites, no infections, and thankfully, no long-term risks.
Still, the fear lingered. I couldn’t stop thinking about what could have happened if I hadn’t seen those eggs, or if I’d rolled over them in my sleep.
A Hard Lesson Learned
The whole experience was like a slap in the face—a reminder that no matter how clean or careful we think we are, nature has its own way of sneaking in. And sometimes, the warning signs are small, almost invisible, until they’re not.
