The Portland water people assurred us that it couldn't be anything from their end, and considering it was only doing this for the kitchen sink faucet, I believe them. They also said nothing native to pipes looks or smells like that. They figure somebody put something in the pipes at our end, which I'm assuming is from the next-door neighbor's plumber.
When Steve proved unwilling to pull his head out of his ass long enough to take us seriously, we went over his head to the company he works for, and they bullied him into taking a look and into calling a plumber. The lady we spoke to also made a note or dispensation or somesuch to reimburse us for any bottled water we needed until we could be sure the water is safe to drink. (Amy has not yet died or doubled over in agony or anything like that, so she probably dodged a bullet, but we don't know for sure.)
Steve's visit to look at the sample of blue water we had collected was his shortest yet. He usually talks your ears off for at least 5 or 10 minutes, but he was in and out in maybe 2 minutes, and on the phone to the plumber as he left. A plumber who was different from the one in the next apartment later came and took some of our sample (we kept some more just in case), and took samples of our current cold and hot water, to test them for safety at a place in Milwaukie. We should hopefully hear something tomorrow. In the mean time, we bought 7 gallons of drinking water for the time being. (I wanted to get distilled water, so that if it turned out we didn't need it all, I could use it for my CPAP, but Amy says distilled water makes her ill. I don't know how that can be, but whatever, we got "drinking water" instead.)
(She's fine so far aside from diarrhea last night. She knows she's a hypochondriac and is trying not to panic.)
Amy has a theory about why Steve mysteriously can't find the plumber who was supposedly responsible for the blue water, why he was so unusually reticent to believe us, and why he was so unusually taciturn during his visit: she suspects he billed the company he works for for a plumber but did the work himself and once he saw the blue water he realized he'd fucked up. Knowing and loathing him as I do, I would not be surprised.
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