Putting Up With Pains And Wondering About Hurricane Issac.
Friday, August 24, 2012
I guess I should write about optimistic stuff . Pain seems to live in my family. Joann, and I being both diabetics, we have our share of difficulties. Becky being in a wheelchair , she easily becomes weary of sitting in it, and wants to rest in her bed early, about five, or six in the evenings .
Joann does not have good control of her kidneys . Her legs hurt a lot too. She takes care of Becky, and I try to keep up with most of the tasks like fixing breakfast, cooking, washing dishes, or generally doing a lot of things around the house until I have difficulty standing up. Usually I do most things sitting down by the sink.
Maybe I should not be talking about all this , but we have a lot of work to do every day. I worry about Joann a lot. She has a cataract , which means that in the future she will have to have it removed. She sees doctors regularly so I suppose that someday she will have to have surgery.
Yesterday Becky said she was tired of sitting in her wheelchair. That was the first time in our lives I ever heard her say that. I made her something special to eat. I filled a casserole bowl with soft cream filled oatmeal cookies , and covered them with instant chocolate pudding. Yesterday morning I gave her the whole casserole bowl with a large spoon, but Joann said, " Let me give her a plate, the casserole bowl is to deep, and to large, and you gave her to much." She was right. I did.
I hope the tropical storm Issac will not harm Tampa, Florida. I will have everyone from there in my thoughts .
I am always concerned about storms, and hurricanes. We have three trees that I wish I could get cut down. I always watch them during storms. I was thinking about trying to climb a ladder to cut some tree limbs , but I know my body will not allow me to do it. Maybe I should just forget about the trees, but I will eventually get people to cut them down in the future. I tried to get our light company to whack down two of them. They are very tall pines, but there not close enough to the highway for the company to be obligated to cut them down.
Joann does not think the storm will hit us much , and maybe it will not affect us much. However I told Joann to be prepared to take Becky to her relatives brick house just in case the storm comes our way. She said she was tired of running away from storms. I told her that if it comes our way, her, and Becky must go. I will stay with our cats in our trailer. If necessary, her family can pick up Joann, and Becky. If the storm comes, and I stay, I can always go to mom's empty house for safety by leaving our house trailer. Of course I pray for the best.
I mentioned a shelter if a shelter is opened, and if the storm comes our way. Joann does not want any part of that either. I told her that if the storm comes, she has no choice because they must go, and I will make sure they go to safe places.
I know a lot about hurricanes, and tropical storms. I went threw many of them, all of which were high category hurricanes. One night I untangled barbed wire that was wrapped around our old horse's leg years ago in the middle of hurricane Betsy with high winds, and rain, and high water to save the horse. The horse was lying down on the ground , the poor animal. Carefully I clipped off wires with my wire cutter from her legs , and then I helped her up, and walked her to her shed , and then hugged her.
I became very sick during hurricane Katrina. That was one mean thing that killed a lot of people . It was hard to hear about New Orleans, and Mississippi , and thousands of homeless people that had to be relocated far away to other states. Families were separated from family members because people were sent everywhere in the country. People had to leave their pets behind. A pet is not simply a pet to some families. A pet can be like a family member. I would be lost without my cat "Boo."
I waited for Katrina in our mobile home. The weather man said, " mobile homes will be you're coffins." I could not leave my cats. I sent Joann , and Becky to safety. I stayed with our nine cats. During Katrina I sat on a metal folding chair with a piece of cardboard in my hand listening to , and A.M. radio with my cat Whitey in my lap. Whitey had one blind eye. He stretched his neck out to listen to the winds of Katrina knocking tree limbs against our home . I would hug Whitey, and look into his one eye, and say, " Don't worry baby, you're going to be alright."
Joann, and Becky returned after Katrina was over. I had large black splotches all over my body. I nearly passed out many times quite delirious. The heat had nearly killed me, and our cats, but I took care of them the best I could . Joann brought ice water, for Whitey, and I , and for the other animals.
Poor little Whitey. My poor little sweet blind eyed cat was so hot that he panted for air with his mouth open. The hurricane knocked out the electric early , so when the August heat returned , when the humidity hitting us, it almost wiped me, and our cats out with a vengeance .
The heat is what probably killed people in New Orleans. No way for the poor souls to cool off. There was one person I saw on television that had passed, and was sitting in a wheelchair. Heat can be viciously dangerous for senior citizens that take a lot of medications for high blood pressure. I believe a lot of people died from the flood waters too. I am not complaining because other souls had it worst than us. I am not sure, but I believe either one , or two thousand people lost their lives in New Orleans. Scone drowned in attics. God only knows how many people became homeless. I believe more than two hundred, and fifty thousand people lost their homes. The ocean came into the city, and into everyone's homes. Katrina cost the United States a staggering amount of money in billions of dollars in damages, and in lives, and in homelessness, not to mention what it did psychologically to many souls. It was a seriously traumatizing hurricane. I have seen very young people with trauma that lost their homes, that had to live with relatives for months. The low lying grounds of New Orleans is below sea level I think. It was a disaster waiting to happen . Men are not supposed to weep, but I am sure I did over all that pain, and sorrow Katrina brought.
Katrina cost us part of our income when it took out our gift shop that I had built with my own hands with lumber, and nails . For years I have been cleaning up fallen trees on our family property and we still have piled up limbs in some places.
If storms come, I always send Joann, and Becky to safe places , and I am sure that is a good idea.
God Bless Everyone.