Each
sample that came to the lab left an impression in me. We had no computers to compile all this information, but my mind
retained it. Homeowners were bringing
samples because they wanted to know the mineral content, more specifically how
hard the water was.
I
added several tests relating to this because, well i was curious.
A
representative of a national treatment company began bringing sample for
potability testing and because i was curious, i would take a small sample and
do extra tests with it.
Some
where deep inside, the usefulness of these numbers was beginning to come alive,
for they showed a bit of truth and they were not supporting the contention of
the treatment people.
My
first battle for the homeowners in Stamford had begun.
The
battle only lasted a short time with this company, they left the area not
willing to do a pitched battle with reality.
They
were replaced by others, some claiming that the devices they were selling would
cure every thing, i called consumer protection and they left.
Some
treatment companies were not so hostile to the truth and actually allied with
the results i would find in the lab.
I
was sent to speak to the North Stamford Homeowners association because of these
battles and was well received. With as
little as i knew (that of course, i did not know then, but now i do), I sounded
like an expert and people began to bring in more water samples.
A
group of brothers who were all well drillers, started to use me exclusively for
all of their testing. I believe i
learned more from them, than they from me.
They
brought back into my life the little creature, iron bacteria. While iron bacteria has no health effects,
it does a great job creating a mat effectively stopping any filter. This i had learned in my short stint at the
oil company lab, now this knowledge was becoming useful.
Chemistry
was having an impact and helping people and I was beginning to feel useful,
again.
It
also meant that the thing in my being that got me in trouble in some of my
previous jobs, that feeling that truth should not be hidden, was useful in this
job.
Some
where i learned of the power the health department wielded for on a Sunday,
working at my part time job, i went to lunch at a fast food restaurant
downtown. There were roaches everywhere
and i brought it to the attention of the manager, who treated me very rudely,
finishing his tirade at me with "IF you don't like it, tell the health
department!" I replied something
like, "I am the health department", and the next day i went to the
primary person in charge of restaurants who proceeded to inspect and issue
orders to the fast food place. The
manager treated him rudely also and a letter was sent to the corporate offices
of the fast food place and the manager was fired.
I
was impressed because there was much that could be done to help people, though
i realized that this power could also be misused.
A
summer's day, a lunch in the administrative office of the health department and
everyone feel ill, including the health director. This was my first experience with food borne illness. The lab director knew what to do, i did
not. I watched, listened and
learned. Samples of every food were
brought to the lab and tested. The
verdict? It was the cold rice salad
that had been left out of refrigeration
for too long. Staph toxin was the
result and my eyes opened wide. I had
known about chicken and eggs and pork and those issues, but rice, i never would
have thought.
From
that point on we would assist the Environmental Health personnel with food
borne investigations.
As
a public health lab we were not exactly under any other department , but we
were supporting all of them with our testing.
We were under the direction of the health director, who was considered
to be an agent of the State health director and we were considered to be an arm
of the state lab. There were times my
direct boss, would expand without direct authority of the health director, but
with his permission, such was the next element of testing the lab became
involved in.
An
undercover police person asked my boss if we could tell him a baggie of white
powder he had purchased in an operation was cocaine. Since we had been screening for drugs for the half way house in
urine, testing this was easy. My boss
agreed and we began testing a few drug samples for the police. This soon became a large cache of drugs from
every CI (confidential investigation) and arrest for possession brought to the
lab every three weeks.
The
best part of this? We got money to buy
equipment! As long as in some way it
might be used for drug testing for the police the boards approving money
requests would not say no. I ordered
many things that we needed for water testing, which could also be used,
sometimes, for drug testing.
This
money did not allow me to buy every thing i wanted, but the testing program was
coming more into line with best practices and that made me happy.
More
homeowners were coming to us with samples of their well water.
While
i was both busy and happy, my boss still kept a watchful eye that i did not do
anything else stupid, for a long, long time.
The
testing we were doing for the shellfish beds were basically a monitoring of the
treatment plant. The method was long
and tedious and the beds were initially under the regulation of the state of
Connecticut and we were doing them a favor.
A
massive undertaking by the Water pollution Control department (part of the
city, but not) to find sewer lines not connected to the treatment plant
resulted in a lot of testing and i was included and then there was overtime,
lots of overtime. The Food and Drug
Administration (FDA) began to take an interest in all shellfishing areas and
began to regulate the labs which did the testing. The state accepted us and they felt it was no problem, but the
exercise to become certified was examining a control sample sent by the FDA
that resembled testing the shellfish themselves, not just the water. My boss never forced me to anything, but he
had a way of encouraging that was very persuasive. The certification was for the analyst and my boss wanted me to be
certified. The testing took seven days
and in the end i became certified to do the testing, along with my boss.
With
no further straying on my part, the work became more intense. There was still a slow time in the winter,
but it was not as intense and i was busy changing more tests, trying different
"standard" methods to see what would work best. I had discovered i could always order
chemicals, one of our grants seemed to cover it. More of the public would come in with different things for us to
look at and most of the time it fell to me to try to find out what it was.
My
reputation began to grow and my greatest ability was actually listening to
people to find out what was really needed.
The
forensic testing was growing and another technician was hired strictly for that
work, but there was enough for me to get involved often.
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