3 Months and the LL still blames me. No better, no worse.(13 posts)
Previously I had posted regarding my own issue.. a few months ago. We were treated two or three times, I forget exactly how many, but this November I was hospitalized for h1n1 and missed being able to tell the LL that I needed the PCO to come back. Two months go by and my mother (and uncle, who was supposed to help us dispose of furniture and replace our infested couch and a bed) haven't done a thing but put it off. On top of that, my mother won't do her part so it's just getting worse and worse.
My breaking point was today, coming home from 4a coffee with my best friend and my LL saw me in the elevator. I said we needed the guy again and the LL exploded at me. It's my fault, he claims. I'm not prepping right, etcetcetc. He won't call the PCO until we're "properly ready" but he won't explain how. We've followed the damn sheet they gave us to a T.
I'm giving up now. I'm getting rid of everything save for my bed, a dresser and my desk and chair, then tearing up the bedroom carpet, so I can show all the holes in the floorboards and cracks in the walls and when the landlord comes in, I'm going to insist he caulk it all up. If he doesn't, I'll buy a damn caulking gun and do it myself, and he can kiss my butt if he's going to complain. I truly don't know what else to do, if my mother won't listen. She only listened the first time because we were threatened with eviction.
If everyone would stop playing the blame game and address the problem at hand, maybe this would get better. I've tried talking to another local PCO but he said he couldn't do anything since I can't pay him. Understandable. I talked to Public Health at the beginning and they can't do much either. I'm at my wit's end and don't know where to go or what to do. Moving on my own isn't an option, I've a tiny disability coverage that barely takes care of me plus rent.
I'm totally at a loss. I thought there would be at least a tiny bit of light somewhere along.
Ow. That stinks. Sorry.
It sounds like you're the only one with any sense.
If you receive public benefits, there may be someone you can talk to that knows how to get someone in there to help you, someone familiar with "the system".
Get rid of clutter. Bag it or just get rid of it (properly marked "Bed Bugs").
You mother may face eviction again if she doesn't wise up.
ghost. i'm very sorry to hear this, it must feel crushing.
have hope! it will get better!
Ghost, it's difficult being the child of "troubled" parents. Shame, guilt, trying hard to make things right. If your mom won't cooperate with prep and precautions (and your LL may think he has a legitimate beef against your family, despite your best efforts), you need to shift focus to protecting your small space (like isolating your bed) and your most important stuff, preventing spread to your friends and symptom relief, while you bear with the situation. Hopefully, eventually, you'll be able to move on to someplace where you're in control (or easier BB solutions will be on the market).
Cilecto is right. You mentioned your best friend. Can someone in your circle -bedsides ma and her brother - help you?
Sorry for the AWOL. Sick again. In reply:
bait: Failed to read that I had gotten rid of clutter. Whatever remains is my mother's and she will not allow me to touch or remove any of it. I cannot stress that enough. I've screamed, yelled, threatened and finally started tossing stuff myself which ended badly on my behalf.
I just checked my mail and found out I had a letter form the landlord and property manager stating (and I won't write the whole letter here, should I come into legal trouble):
they said if we're not "properly prepared" this coming Friday, Dec 11, then we're being billed for the service call and then the landlord will file for eviction.
Well, we've ---wait, *I* have followed everything to a T. It's a really tiny, one bedroom apartment--she lives in the living room, I've my bed room. I'm calling the city tomorrow to have most things removed from my room, and my bed will just have to wait seeing as how the futon I was supposed to get hasn't been picked up.
I don't have anyone else. My choice will be to send things like my rubbermaid tubs and PC to someone's place, idk who, and then I'd be basically sleeping in a shelter or at the Y, all of which are notorious here for bedbugs.
I called a few local pest control offices and they all said the same thing: the treatment currently being done isn't working or even being done correctly, but unless I somehow come into money, there's nothing I can do about it. They think the "recurrence" of bed bugs is our fault. Because you know, I want to sit around covered 80% in welts that haven't gotten any better since this whole ordeal started. I want bugs crawling on my walls. I want my depression worsened by this, the fact that I can't go see anyone or have them see me.
I can't force anyone to believe that I'm right, either.
Happy Christmas to me.
You probably qualify for legal aid? or at least are qualified to use a local non-profit legal clinic? I suggest you check this out and contact them to get help defending yourself from fees & or eviction.
In Toronto (which is not where you live) Public Health put aside some funds to help people prepare for their bedbug prep. Your City may be quite behind, but I suggest you call your Public Health and ask. In Toronto, there are supposed to be some sliding scale bedbug support teams.
If you can't find any in your City, maybe call Toronto Public Health and ask them for advice, because they might have contacts in your City that could help.
Also, maybe start going to Al Anon meetings to get some support from people who know what its like to deal with addicted family members.
I'm in Hamilton, not sure all about bedbug prep. The Public Health official I talked to in August basically told me there wasn't much they could do. I don't know. I'm in contact with ODSP who're saying I need a letter from my LL then to make an appointment with them to see what can be done, if anything. I'm pretty sure I'm losing my place (not like I care now) but it's still frustrating not having the sort of backing to help myself out.
I couldn't call Toronto because it's long distance and that'd be money I cannot afford, unfortunately. :3
I don't want to cause any more stress. I once said to a friend "I feel like I am drowning" and my friend said "Yeah, I know, and people are just telling you to swim" to which I said "You don't get it - People are telling me to tow the boat!"
If you have any more time, try some internet searches on City of Hamilton, Public Health, Bedbugs, Homelessness etc. I did a few and I found references to the City of Hamilton looking at initiatives to help people dealing with this - but I don't know if they adopted them, or if there is any money left. But you might try calling some of the people who are referenced as being on the various committees. And if it's local calls only then there is still your local City Councillor and your MPP.
Here's one link I found.
My fingers are crossed for you.
Re-emphasizing my prior message. If it's your mom's place, then you can't fix it. Focus on yourself. TV series I just discovered had me thinking of your situation. The two cases presented, both kids "walked away". One hoarder's kid joined the military. Perhaps that's an option for you. Seriously.
Here ya go, I ran across it last night looking for a video on combination spray and DE. The FAQ sheet contained with in the site says the landlord is responsible for the cost.
I emailed public health a second time, and since today's treatment day, I'll know in a few hours whether or not we're being evicted, penalized or what. Wish luck. I desperately need this situation to become under control. Since having been dropped by my psychiatrist and unable to get my antidepressants renewed, it's really really difficult.
I miss sleeping, being able to eat and namely, not crying every second of every day. I owe so much to this forum, and to everyone who's offered words of encouragement. I hope, one day, I'm a success story as well.
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