Filed under: Food + Health, J840 Week 2 | Tags: carbon monoxide, green, green noise, hazardous waste
I am awakened by a shrill, high-pitched tone; a sound I’ve never heard before. Is this real? Am I awake? I turn to look at the LED clock; it’s 3:40 a.m. My head is in a cloud. I take a moment. This is not the sound of my security system; nor is it the smoke detector chirping, asking for a new battery. The shrill whistle-like sound has ceased. What’s going on? I turn on the light and look around the room. Scout is looking at me, curious, he’s doesn’t know how to respond until I cue him.
I get up, walk to the security panel and scrutinize the readings. Everything looks normal. Where did the noise come from? The shrill tone starts screaming at me again. What the heck? I follow the sound; it leads me to the $30 carbon monoxide detector just inside my doorway. The noise is definitely coming from this cheap, old, white piece of plastic. I notice the green light is off and the amber light is glaring at me. Aha!
I have no idea what to do, so I pull the detector from the outlet and read it. I need fresh air. I quickly turn off the air conditioning, turn on a fan and open the windows.
What caused the fumes?
An internet search the next day revealed the paint products we were using to update my old house are poison. The fumes built up and created a toxic environment for me and my dog.
I am light green and learning. I carry my reusable bags to the store faithfully, I perform errands on foot, I drive an old Honda and I recycle all the things my provider will accept. Although my county has a special program for acceptance of hazardous waste and although I’ve used the program, it never occurred to me that I was endangering my life or Scout’s life by updating the charming interior of my 45 year old house with long overdue paint. Read labels.
P.S. – I am thankful.
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