I feel like I'm going to loose my mind. I got sick from having to clean up raw sewage in my apatment, and had to go to the hospital. That was more than ten days ago, and I'm still having trouble holding food down and digesting properly. This really sucks. I never should have touched that stuff, but I had no place else to go, and I couldn't just leave it like that. If I'm lucky, it's a stomach bug that will go away...but now that I've done a bunch of research I realize that I may have exposed myself to all kinds of horrible stuff. On top of it, even though the place looks clean, it could still be full of bacteria...and is starting to get this dank moldy scent.
I have to throw out my couch and sleep on the floor as soon as I can get a neighbor to help me move it. Would you believe, if I just put it out under the circumstances, the landlord would fine me anyway? I also have to throw out a chair, a dresser, and a bookcase...that all took water dammage from a kind of water you don't want to mess with.
When I lived in Nw Orleans I hled rebuild Katrina houses, and never cleaned up anything that was as gross as this. I'm embarassed to admit it, but this is actually traumatic.
Things were already pretty tough in my life. I'm very poor right now and have been struggling month after month to even pay the rent on this place. Now I feel forced to move because of the circumstances, and having put notice in, I'll have to move by the end of next month weather I have a plan or not.
I don't have a car to get my pets and things to a new place. I don't have money for a uhaul or gas. One and probably both of my cats really need to be checked out by a vet after all of this. I don't have any money at all. On top of my rent for this appartment that I'm not sure can be considered habitable, they charged me a late fee.
That was kind of the final straw, before I even got sick. I currently get state benifits due to medical problems, which amount to only $330 a month. I'm grateful to have it, but it's less than my rent. I had a little gigs lined up the weekend of New Years, to make the balance of the rent. The flood happened then, and I had to cancel and stay home for the plumbers and carpet cleaners on 3 different nights.
The carpet wasn't even dry, the furntature wasn't back in place yet, and I wound up having to clean up the yuckiest part of the mess. They threatened to evict me when I was late under those circumstances. Given that, how could I want to fo buisness with these people? I'm still tired, even thinking of it- and really it's still not "done" even now.
Still, the room itself has become home, and I'm as sick at heart as I am physically. I wanted to move back home to New Orleans at some point, but didn't plan on it like this! No one in my life seems to be able to help.... I don't know how to manage this.
Nicolette
sassynolagal@yahoo.com
