My family bought a condo back in the day, and it turned out to not have been wrapped in Tyvek before construction was finished. My parents are still going through the process of a lawsuit over a decade later. I'll never forget the day that a man came into my room when I was playing my Gamecube so he could check out the only entrance on my side into the attic. He put on a respirator, stuck his head up there, and came back down immediately. Then he told my mother that we had to leave the house and that it needed to be condemned. The look on his face is burned into my memory; imagine being called in to inspect a house, going into a child's closet and seeing so much black mold that you, as an expert, immediately had to recommend it being condemned. A couple years earlier, I was put on the medication Advair, the highest dose available for adults, as many times a day as my doctor could legally recommend. I also had an Albuterol inhaler for emergencies. I kept taking the Advair when we moved out of that condo because it was a habit; I expected that I would always be on the medicine. 3 days after we moved into our new home, I decided I would try to stop taking the medication. I haven't taken Advair since that day and ultimately threw out my emergency inhaler.
I have gone through a lot in my life and this is one of the events I try not to talk about, but unfortunately you have given me an opportunity to complain anonymously about it, so here I am...
I guess the moral of my story is...make sure you get your shit checked out before you sign any paperwork.