Tidy Housekeeper No Match for Mysterious Dust
By Robert Horowitz
Laurie Kraft was always the kind of of person who vacuumed and dusted a lot and
kept a tidy house. After moving to Houston in 1993, she found that after
vacuuming she would throw up and get mysterious skin sores. The trouble was, the
house was always dusty, so she continued her fastidious ways.
Because she operated a small business out of her mysteriously dusty home, Kraft
spent all her time there and became progressively more ill. Intractable
respiratory infections grew more frequent, eventually requiring hospitalization.
Doctors -- and there were many -- could not determine the cause of her sickness.
"I've had all kinds of health problems; a lot of sinus infections, ear
infections, upper respiratory infections." she said. "This is the way
it's been for three years."
Kraft's husband, a traveling salesman who spent a lot of time on the road,
was unaffected at first, but her two dogs, Huskies, had been constantly battling
ear, skin and genital infections since moving into the home, generating
thousands of dollars in veterinary bills. And what about those weird stains in
the carpet under the air vents in the living room and bedroom?
Things really spun out of control in June, 1996. Kraft started getting
"little sores with specks in them." The sores become infected
"really quick," she said. Convinced the home was infested with
chiggers, the Krafts sprayed and bombed massively.
The logical next step was to visit a dermatologist. They visited two, and
were diagnosed with scabies. Their treatments for scabies and lice included two
full-body lindane treatments which had to be left on their body for three days
each, as well as six other treatments. Many health practitioners consider
Lindane to be toxic.
After the pesticide use and the skin treatments, Kraft suffered from an
inflamed liver and spleen, and lost nearly 30 pounds. In all respects, her
health went downhill fast.
"I'm 53 years old, but I look and feel 70," she said.
On Sept. 7, 1996, the blower (air handler) unit in Kraft's 1800-square-foot
home failed. Repair crews found the unit to be full of fiberglass insulation;
the duct leading into the blower was also full of fiberglass. Throughout the
house, there were gaps in the duct system; the "y" tube above the
ducts in the living room was barely attached. All of the ducts and the air
handler were surrounded by blown-in and roll-out fiberglass insulation.
The house was vacant when purchased by the Krafts; they were told this was
due to a divorce. At all times since they moved in, when the home's air
conditioning ran (often, in steamy Houston), gaps in the ductwork allowed
fiberglass into the heating and air conditioning system. This venturi effect
continued during the coldest months, when the heater ran.
Regardless of hot or cold, the largest fibers were trapped in the unit,
causing it to work harder and eventually fail. The duct leading to the unit
eventually became stuffed full of fiberglass as well. The smallest-and most
dangerous-fibers made it through the air handling unit, to be circulated around
the house. The tiny fibers found their way into everything and everybody.
"We are being told the contamination was there before we moved in, that
the ductwork was very poorly done," said Kraft.
An army of inspectors, adjustors and contractors tromped through the house,
estimating the cost to clean and repair. (Because the house was likely
contaminated before the purchase, Kraft's attorneys have had trouble affixing
blame.)
Completely ill and frazzled, the only spot of relief was when the insurance
adjustor finally sent the family to the local Holiday Inn for three and a half
weeks while the house was fixed. Her attitude, and her health, improved as soon
as she exited the home. Armed with this new information, Kraft went back to her
doctors. After hearing the news, her doctors were less mystified than before,
but equally at a loss for a treatment
"My own personal physician doesn't know what to do about it," she
said. 'I've had cat scans, ultrasounds, upper GI. Now when we look back and see
all these patterns, it all makes sense."
Although she lives in a major metropolitan area, Kraft found knowledgeable
professional help hard to find, for cleaning her house as well as healing her
damaged body. In fact, Kraft is rather disgusted with doctor's lack of knowledge
about fiberglass health hazards.
"The regular doctors, they don't know what they're doing," she said.
"If anybody could have seen the fiberglass, they would have saved us a
fortune and months of grief."
Like everything else in their life, the Kraft's finances are devastated. Her
insurer reneged on payment for the hotel, forcing the Krafts into the unenviable
position of suing their own insurer. Bills for cleaning carpets, upholstery,
bedding and the like have been astronomical. Clothes must be continually
replaced.
The house is still not completely clean; Kraft worries tiny fibers may have
infiltrated the heating/air conditioning system during the repairs. There is no
money to replace carpets and drapes; in fact, the couple retirement nest egg is
gone and they may be forced into bankruptcy.
Despite all the house cleaning -- professional and otherwise -- the Krafts
are constantly sick, needing $75 or more worth of prescriptions every month.
They live in constant fear of being cancelled by their health insurer.
"It's stripped us of everything," said Laurie Kraft. "I just
turned 53, my husband is 53, we don't care about ever seeing 60. We're not
survivors, we're the walking dead. "