One literally exploded right over a whole basket of clean laundry in my upstairs bathroom.
Knowing no better, I just picked up the pieces and rewashed the clothes.
Then I put them [still contaminated] in the drier which blew the poison dust all over the place.
Getting it out of you is not pleasant or easy.
The only “bright side” is that I pretty much exclusively use the top floor of the house.
Hubby’s bathroom and clothes are downstairs and the dogs never go up there.
I got it all.
But, better me than them.
I’ve broken those crappy things more than once and I don’t follow the safety procedures and it hasn’t hurt me yet. Once when I was changing one of the things it broke right in my face and the contents went in my mouth and nose, they break to darn easy.Did you actually get sick or did someone just advise you to get detoxed?I detest those lousy pieces of garbage. Won’t have ‘em at home but my boss is certain they save energy.That said every time one of them breaks or goes out I ignore him and put a regular bulb in. Can’t stand the things they’re so dim they make my eyes hurt.