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Originally Posted by Bearygood
Erin, thanks for posting this interesting article. I personally don't buy the hyper-cleanliness thing as a catch-all but I absolutely think in some cases of autoimmune disorders, an allergic reaction might be at play as a trigger of some sort. This has come up in many other things I've read.
My MS became known to me after I discovered I'd been living with mold in my apartment for 7 years and ironically, my recent blood work showed allergies. I don't think I've been tested for that regularly but this is the first time it's ever come up. I am actually on a mission right now to take out the horrible carpet in my bedroom that was left by the previous tenant!
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Maybe you'll luck out and find perfectly preserved wood floors under the carpet.
The house I grew up in had wood floors, I didnt know we had wood floors there until I was about 17 and and lifted up one of the carpet squares my dad had put in my sister's bedroom 18yrs before. Perfectly perserved wood floors. (in that room at least) We moved a year later. I'm not sure we told the new owner the floors were really nice maple floors under the carpeting. (my dad covered all the floors with carpet, and in the kitchen, he'd had linoleum installed! eek! The heathen!)
I keep hoping the woman who bought that house will put the place up for sale, so I can go back and see if she changed anything. (probably not, she still hasnt fixed the roof that got damaged in a storm in the early 1990s. I'm scared to see how she's let the rest of the house go inside)
I worked in a McD's restaurant for 8 years that had a wall in the back of the store (right next to the drive thru window I worked in every day) that was molding and crumbling, and allowing all manner of critters into the store. It had a serious mold, and mildew, and critter poo problem. (I'm now seriously phobic about those critters!)
The drains under the drink stations in the drive thru also had serious rotting problems. It smelled seriously bad, and we were constantly using the wet-vac to suck nasty water and pop up out of the drain because it backed up all the time while we were in the middle of a lunch rush. The floors for at least the last year that I worked there were always wet during a lunch rush. (ewwwwwww! I'm starting to have scary flashbacks of working those shifts!
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I wonder if I can go back and sue the place for mental trauma and the possibility they triggered my MS?? (probably not...quit working there in late '96, and there's no proof the moldy, crumbling walls triggered my MS) I dont know why I worked there for so long, with all the Boys Town kids trying to kill me at least once a year, and customers tossing fish sandwiches at me...
Strangely enough, occasionally I miss working there (because the management at the time was nice, and the owners were the sweetest people in the world)