well, if its any consolation, you arent supposed to feel your brain..? Right. Sleep tight, and don't let the bedbugs bite. Especially the ones that embed eggs in your flesh, which in a matter of hours will hatch, and miniscule larvae start eating their way toward your brain, and when they finally reach your cerebral cortex begin conducting alien communication signals and making you tap dance on a piece of flakeboard balanced over 4 cereal bowls. You know, as long as none of that stuff happens you're set.
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