

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.
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.
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.
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.
Since that morning, I’ve made several changes:
I also learned a bigger lesson—one that goes beyond stink bugs or bed sheets.
Sometimes, life throws us little signs, and it’s easy to brush them off. But ignoring small things can lead to big problems. That morning taught me to stay calm, stay observant, and always listen to my instincts.
Because you never know what’s lurking, even in the places you feel safest.