Will this Cold Kill Off the Mosquitoes?

images-10If you know me well or have ever spent a summer evening with my family, then you probably know about my fear of mosquitoes and the diseases they carry. I’m not concerned for my own health; as an adult, I don’t tend to get bitten very often, and I got so many bites as a child that I figure I must be immune to everything by now. (Please don’t tell me that’s irrational, as I’m pretty sure this whole blog post irrational. But it makes perfect sense to me 🙂

No, the people I worry about catching mosquito diseases like EEE and West Nile Virus are my kids. All the reports I’ve read say that kids and elderly people are most vulnerable to these illnesses, and most of the elderly people I know don’t enjoy running around in wooded areas at night. Or even if they do, they resist the temptation. But kids? No way.

Now I understand the desire to feel free, especially on beautiful summer evenings. As a kid, I was outdoors almost every night during peak bug-feasting hours, and never caught a darn thing. But as everyone knows, parents are different now. There’s so much more information available to us, giving us so many more reasons to worry.

And I worry about it all: car accidents, house fires, child molesters, drowning, guns, carbon monoxide poisoning; you name it. If it’s a danger in our society, I’ve spent at least one sleepless night stressing out about it. Probably more than one. I’m an anxious person.

But I don’t worry quite so much about those things as I do mosquitoes. Why? Well, there are alarms for carbon monoxide, and with fire, you usually smell smoke first and often have a chance to escape. I can try to keep my kids out of homes where guns are kept, and they’ve been taught to avoid older people who say creepy things or try to get inappropriately close to them. They’ve taken swimming lessons, and know they should never swim alone. And as for car accidents, I feel there’s only so much I can do to protect them, as I have zero control over other drivers on the road. All I can do is try to make sure they ride with safety-minded drivers now, and that they learn to drive safely themselves when the time comes for them to get their licenses. (Although I don’t expect to get much sleep once that happens.)

The mosquito thing, though, is different, because it seems so random, and nobody pays any attention to my warnings! Try to find a kid anywhere in New England in July or August who doesn’t have at least one bug bite. And try to find a community or county that hasn’t seen cases of EEE and/or West Nile in recent years, and maybe you’ll start to understand at least the basis of my fears. Yes, I know the numbers are ridiculously low, but there have been a handful deaths (mainly from EEE) in the last decade, and the disease has no cure. If you contract it, you will either die or (at best) suffer serious complications for the rest of your life.

And yet, it’s largely preventable. Use bug spray the experts say, but bug spray–even the stuff with DEET–doesn’t seem to make much difference with my kids, and they hate the smell of it anyway. Stay inside at dusk and dawn. See above sentence about how great it feels to be outdoors on beautiful summer nights. Wear long sleeves and long pants when bugs are biting. Ma! It’s 90 degrees out there. And all my friends are wearing shorts!

In other words, as the kids get older and more independent, I feel powerless over these diseases. I tell them what to do to stay safe, but they ignore me. They don’t really believe a little mosquito could make them sick. So I stress. They go to overnight camps in the middle of the woods, while I pace around the house at night, imagining the worst.

But during this icy winter of the Polar Vortex, one warm thought has kept me going: maybe all this cold will kill off the freaking bugs. Not the good bugs–not the worms and the ladybugs and the butterflies–but the nasty, disease-ridden mosquitoes. And if that’s the case, well damn it, I’ll stop complaining right now.

About Mary Rowen

My three published novels, LEAVING THE BEACH (a 2016 IPPY Award winner), LIVING BY EAR, and IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE THAT WAY focus on women figuring out who they are and what they want from life. Music and musicians have a way of finding their way into the stories. I live in the Boston area with my family and pets.
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