You CAN go home again…

Thursday, July 30, 2009 at 4:37 pm (Youngest of Seven)
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…and sometimes you must. Even if you really don’t want to.

I’ve been spending a lot of time at my mother’s house these past couple months. It’s also the house I grew up in. The house that’s been our family home for more than 50 years. The house I lived in for more than half of those years. And the house I’ve avoided staying overnight at for many years since.

Why? Partly because many of the memories of living there aren’t that great. Partly because it’s a very inconvenient house to live in — one bathroom (until recently) with no shower (well, there’s a really scary shower in the cellar) and a vanity so low it hits you in the thigh; a 1940s kitchen (all the inconvenience, little of the charm), and an alarming lack of electrical receptacles. It’s also a maintenance nightmare. At nearly 110 years old, it’s always in need of something. I mostly just hold my breath and wait for the next thing to break or leak or fall apart. Since I live in fixer-upperhood at home, it about puts me over the edge to think about it there, too.

More than that, though, it’s just not home anymore, where a homebody like me wants to be, sleeping in her own bed with her husband and the cat (in that order).

I’ve been trying, though, to get over it. To see the house as others might see it. The pretty entrance hall with its big wooden staircase and mantle (the house has 6 lovely tiled fireplaces with wooden mantles — just ignore the asbestos covering, ’kay?) The big stained glass window on the landing. The tall ceilings. The old cast iron kitchen sink and 1940s stove. The fact that it hasn’t been “ruined” by various remodeling efforts over the decades, like so many older homes have (a few light fixtures and c.1972 pink & green flower-power vinyl floor covering in the front room of the attic nothwithstanding). Being non-design and décor inclined over 50 years has its advantages, I suppose.

mantle

hall

It’s all how you look at it, and I’m trying to look at it better. Mike thinks it will make a great home for another family someday. In the meantime, it’s still a big part of ours, and like the rest of us, is merely showing its age. I should give it the same slack I hope others give my aging self — chalking up the various squeaks, cracks, stains, and other imperfections to character rather than calamity. Battle scars earned by a lot of living, with, God willing, lots more to go.

home

Home is where you can say anything you like
’cause nobody listens to you anyway.
~ Author Unknown
(but I’m thinking it was another “youngest”)

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Your money or your sanity

Thursday, July 23, 2009 at 11:56 am (Youngest of Seven)
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I’ve been fortunate to have never had to deal with a bill collector before. But there’s been one chasing my 90-year-old mother for over a year now.

What I think happened is that we got a bill from an ambulance company we used last year to transport my mom in her wheelchair about 3 blocks from the hospital to a doctor’s appointment. I submitted the bill to my mom’s insurance company (at everyone’s urging) to see if we could get it covered (I figured it wouldn’t be).

While I waited to hear from the insurance company, the ambulance company sent another bill, which I waited to pay. By the time I heard “no” from the insurance company and actually paid the bill, the ambulance company had already turned us over to a collections agency (a pretty fast trigger-finger, I thought, but I guess they’re used to people not paying).

Let me say again: I paid the bill. Last year (April I think, for a February transport).

Monday morning, at my mom’s, we got a call AGAIN about the darn payment.

This is after I already talked with someone at the collections agency weeks and weeks ago and sent her a fax and a copy of the cancelled check.

And still I got the call, before 9:00 a.m. From someone who wouldn’t tell me why they were calling my mother (“a business matter”) and wouldn’t talk to me unless I put my mother on the phone, which I refused to do (a classic Catch-22, no?).

I finally got through to the woman that I had already taken care of this. She then bothered to check her records on the matter and a few minutes later asked tentatively, “Is this Christine?”

“Yes it is!”

I proceeded to give her an earful about how I’d long ago sent a fax and copy of the cancelled check, and had asked for confirmation (which I’d never received), all in a voice I don’t tend to use on the phone.

Supposedly, she is transferring the matter to the accounts department (or some such) and they will be sending me a receipt within 10 days. She couldn’t actually confirm they got my fax, so I expect this isn’t the end of it.

It might also be that we used the same ambulance company more than once, and I only paid for one transport (because I only got one bill — I pay every darn bill she gets, thank you very much), and I still owe the company money. I’m just waiting for that to be the case.

But I’m sure not sending them any more money until they tell me that is, in fact, the case.

In the meantime, I’m thinking about people for whom wrestling with collections calls is a way of life. I’m sure some are in the same situation as we are — at their mercy, even though they’ve paid (or think they’ve paid).

I’m also thanking my lucky stars I don’t have to dun people for a living.

To give vent now and then to his feelings,
whether of pleasure or discontent, is a great ease to a man’s heart.
~ Francesco Guicciardini

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Learn from my hazmat mistake (aka mea culpa)

Saturday, July 11, 2009 at 12:42 pm (Cottage Industry, Writing by Ear, Youngest of Seven)
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We had an “incident” the other night. After a rare walk together, we were getting ready for a late dinner (8:30-ish) when “it” happened. An innocent trip to the medicine cabinet happened to dislodge the thermometer case, causing it to fly out of the cabinet. The thermometer proceeded to fly out of the case (the same case you could barely get the thermometer out of when you wanted to), scattering glass and mercury all over the tile floor.

Are you kidding me?

Tired, hungry, and pissed, I reached for the vacuum cleaner.

Big no-no. “Stupid Human Alert” alarms should have gone off. Or at least a good “Danger, Danger, Will Robinson!”

My rationale: The sweeper has a bag. I can sweep it up and throw the bag away and be done with it.

So I proceeded to sweep and sweep, sending Mike outside to shake out the scatter rugs (which he did and also diligently swept them with the vacuum cleaner before putting them back). After 10 or 15 minutes, we were back to our turkey burgers and home-made herbed potato salad.

Pretty much everything about our approach was wrong, wrong, wrong, as we learned after researching the issue after the fact (after we ate).

According to the EPA:

What Never to Do with a Mercury Spill

  • Never use a vacuum cleaner to clean up mercury. The vacuum will put mercury into the air and increase exposure.
  • Never use a broom to clean up mercury. It will break the mercury into smaller droplets and spread them.
  • Never pour mercury down a drain. It may lodge in the plumbing and cause future problems during plumbing repairs. If discharged, it can cause pollution of the septic tank or sewage treatment plant.
  • Never wash clothing or other items that have come in direct contact with mercury in a washing machine, because mercury may contaminate the machine and/or pollute sewage. Clothing that has come into direct contact with mercury should be discarded. By “direct contact,” we mean that mercury was (or has been) spilled directly on the clothing. For example:
    • if you broke a mercury thermometer and some of elemental mercury beads came in contact with your clothing, or
    • if you broke a compact fluorescent bulb (CFL) so that broken glass and other material from the bulb, including mercury-containing powder, came into contact with your clothing.

You can, however, wash clothing or other materials that have been exposed to the mercury vapor from a broken CFL, like the clothing you happened to be wearing when you cleaned up the broken CFL, as long as that clothing has not come into direct contact with the materials from the broken bulb.

  • Never walk around if your shoes might be contaminated with mercury. Contaminated clothing can also spread mercury around.

What we should have done:

What to Do if a Mercury Thermometer Breaks

  • Have everyone else leave the area; don’t let anyone walk through the mercury on their way out. Make sure all pets are removed from the area. Open all windows and doors to the outside; shut all doors to other parts of the house.
  • DO NOT allow children to help you clean up the spill.
  • Mercury can be cleaned up easily from the following surfaces: wood, linoleum, tile and any similarly smooth surfaces.
  • If a spill occurs on carpet, curtains, upholstery or other absorbent surfaces, these contaminated items should be thrown away in accordance with the disposal means outlined below. Only cut and remove the affected portion of the contaminated carpet for disposal.

Cleanup Instructions

  1. Put on rubber, nitrile or latex gloves.
  2. If there are any broken pieces of glass or sharp objects, pick them up with care. Place all broken objects on a paper towel. Fold the paper towel and place in a zip lock bag. Secure the bag and label it as directed by your local health or fire department.
  3. Locate visible mercury beads. Use a squeegee or cardboard to gather mercury beads. Use slow sweeping motions to keep mercury from becoming uncontrollable. Take a flashlight, hold it at a low angle close to the floor in a darkened room and look for additional glistening beads of mercury that may be sticking to the surface or in small cracked areas of the surface. Note: Mercury can move surprising distances on hard-flat surfaces, so be sure to inspect the entire room when “searching.”
  4. Use the eyedropper to collect or draw up the mercury beads. Slowly and carefully squeeze mercury onto a damp paper towel. Place the paper towel in a zip lock bag and secure. Make sure to label the bag as directed by your local health or fire department.
  5. After you remove larger beads, put shaving cream on top of small paint brush and gently “dot” the affected area to pick up smaller hard-to-see beads. Alternatively, use duct tape to collect smaller hard-to-see beads. Place the paint brush or duct tape in a zip lock bag and secure. Make sure to label the bag as directed by your local health or fire department.
  6. OPTIONAL STEP: It is OPTIONAL to use commercially available powdered sulfur to absorb the beads that are too small to see. The sulfur does two things: (1) it makes the mercury easier to see since there may be a color change from yellow to brown and (2) it binds the mercury so that it can be easily removed and suppresses the vapor of any missing mercury. Where to get commercialized sulfur? It may be supplied as mercury vapor absorbent in mercury spill kits, which can be purchased from laboratory, chemical supply and hazardous materials response supply manufacturers. Note: Powdered sulfur may stain fabrics a dark color. When using powdered sulfur, do not breathe in the powder as it can be moderately toxic. Additionally, users should read and understand product information before use.
  7. If you choose not to use this option, you may want to request the services of a contractor who has monitoring equipment to screen for mercury vapors. Consult your local environmental or health agency to inquire about contractors in your area. Place all materials used with the cleanup, including gloves, in a trash bag. Place all mercury beads and objects into the trash bag. Secure trash bag and label it as directed by your local health or fire department.
  8. Contact your local health department, municipal waste authority or your local fire department for proper disposal in accordance with local, state and federal laws.
  9. Remember to keep the area well ventilated to the outside (i.e., windows open and fans in exterior windows running) for at least 24 hours after your successful cleanup. Continue to keep pets and children out of cleanup area. If sickness occurs, seek medical attention immediately.

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After reading all this and cursing our stupidity, we went back at it. Using the flashlight, we could see all the tiny beads of mercury we had left behind. The duct tape did a pretty good job of capturing them, but sometimes they would even fall off the tape. We worked at this a good 15 minutes or more, discarding the duct tape into a self-closing bag.

We didn’t throw away our rugs, though it is recommended to do so.

We didn’t throw away our vacuum cleaner, though it is recommended to do so (it’s only 6 months old; of course I didn’t use the old one that I’m ready to throw away anyway). Instead, I plan to follow other online advice to run it outside for at least an hour, keeping the same bag in it. Then discarding the bag, properly labeled of course. I haven’t done this yet — maybe tomorrow will be the day to annoy the neighbors by running a vacuum cleaner outside for an hour or more.

We didn’t throw away any clothes or shoes.

(Are we playing with fire, here?)

Prior to this, my only experience with mercury was hearing stories about my brother swallowing mercury (!) when he was a child. (He claims he can remember how it felt going down — plop, plop, plop.) My mother’s frantic call to the doctor yielded an interesting fact — the mercury would pass through his body largely intact without being absorbed. More dangerous are the vapors from mercury, which we were dealing with as we cleaned up the broken thermometer. (I also remember this same brother having some liquid mercury in an old prescription bottle that we would occasionally play with! Oh what my mother didn’t know…)

So….long story short: Learn from my mistakes. If you still have mercury thermometers in the house, think about disposing of them (safely) and going digital. Funny, I had first purchased a digital thermometer years ago, but when it didn’t work (battery issues or something) I bought a good old “regular” one. I guess it’s back to digital for me — hopefully improved in the last 10 years or so.

But wait, isn’t there some toxic issue with discarding batteries? That’s another Web search for another time…I can only handle so much environmental and personal endangerment at one time.

Knowledge rests not upon truth alone, but upon error also.
~ Carl G. Jung

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