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<\/p>\nI get home last night from my weekend.<\/p>\n
It’s hotter than hell in the apartment.<\/p>\n
I flip on the A\/C brush my teeth and go to bed, images of getting to work dancing in my head.<\/p>\n
About two hours later I wake up because I’m having trouble breathing. I get up and then my nose informs me that there is a powerful and bad chemical smell in the air. It smells like paint, disinfectant, and bugspray.<\/p>\n
The fun from the circus downstairs keeps on coming. <\/p>\n
They’re gone, but in their wake, they apparently left a filthy mess. The landlord had painters in very fast. Apparently, my apartment is not isolated from the unit downstairs. Great! So it’s roast or…<\/p>\n
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There’s stickiness on my face. I flip on the bathroom light and there in the mirror is my visage looking quite a bit like Dawn of the Dead, <\/em>or like a vampire that’s just fed from TrueBlood. <\/em><\/p>\n I wash my face. Both pillowcases and pillows are covered with blood, the sheets are a mess too. My sinuses are still seeping blood and well, it looked rather gothic. I turn off the A\/C and open the windows. Both pillowcases, the sheets, and the underlying pillow covers are spritzed with laundry detergent and left to soak. <\/p>\n Fresh albeit warm air wafts in through the open slider and bedroom window. I start to feel better, then the vomiting started.<\/p>\n I pull on some clothes and head out to the patio, waiting for my stomach and the rest of my body to return to normal. After a couple of hours I’m feeling better. I go to sleep in my sleeping bag.<\/p>\n Needless to say I did not go to work today. In a choice between my health and anyone else’s needs I win, anything else looses.<\/p>\n This morning, after a fitful night’s sleep, I go to breakfast, the market, then come back to the apartment. I carry the bloody dripping mess over to the laundry facility and pray to God that nobody sees me, because it looks like I’m trying to cover up a murder scene.<\/p>\n The bed is remade and it doesn’t look like anything is the worse for wear except me. My sinuses are still a mess, and after talking with the maintenance guy working in the apartment below, We’ve come up with a compromise. He’s going to leave the windows and doors of the place below open, and I’m going to run my A\/C with my doors and windows open in an effort to flush the chemicals out of the system.<\/p>\n I’m putting in a service request to see about making sure that my apartment air intake is as independent as it can be but that won’t happen until Monday at the earliest.<\/p>\n On the plus side of things… <\/p>\n I now know that the pillowcovers are washable and that they’ll absorb quite a lot of blood.<\/p>\n I also was able to get the blood out of the pillowcases and sheets, I guess I got it soaking before it set. Had I known that this was likely, I’d have stayed in a hotel for the night. But as it’s said, hindsight is 20\/20.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I get home last night from my weekend. It’s hotter than hell in the apartment. I flip on the A\/C brush my teeth and go to bed, images of getting to work dancing in my head. About two hours later I wake up because I’m having trouble breathing. I get up and then my nose … <\/p>\n![\"Red](\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/red_blood_splatter_queen_duvet.jpg\" "\\"red_blood_splatter_queen_duvet.jpg\\"")
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