I sat cross-legged on my bed, beyond exhausted, very sick, frustrated, looking for answers. One of the mold remediation companies said they wanted to use a fogging solution, and I wanted more information about the product, so I called the company.
I started asking questions. He started answering.
He said NEVER use their product on live mold in a house. What? He is cautioning against buying what he is selling??
He said, “Killing mold is like killing a rat and then leaving it in your wall.”
Suddenly visions of us spraying mold, bleaching mold, painting Kilz over mold flooded my head.
“The mold breaks down into smaller pieces that are more easily inhaled but still toxic.”
I felt elation at first–I finally knew why I was sick and had slowly been getting sicker!!! I KNEW. Then a confusing mix of emotions, but at least we could now proceed with the knowledge that we had needed.
We ended up leaving the house and our stuff less than a week later. We salvaged a few things later on (mostly glass, metal, DVDs, and Legos), photocopied papers, etc.
As we began to evaluate the situation, we began to realize I needed to get away from even outdoor mold, the humid area, and the pesticides used on fields causing basically a toxic cloud over a large area. We stopped off in Missouri for a month (we knew we couldn’t stay 🙁 ) and my pain levels were almost too high to bear.
We landed in the Black Hills of South Dakota, and within days I felt better than I had since moving into the mold house.
Christa Upton Black Hills Picture Books Edgemont, SD 57735
