Sunday dawned, the storm still in full anger mode. We lost power at some point, the worry was bout my sister's oxygen. I didn't go out that night to survey what damage had occurred. Catholic Health Services, I think that's what CHS stands for, promised oxygen tanks. The power outages were massive. The man arrived about midnight, we were grateful and impressed. Tanks delivered, went to bed.
Monday morning, still no power. I did go out into and drive around. A lot of trees down, town seemed to be doing okay. Started some light clean up. It was still pretty warm, was a hot summer then, but the hurricane had cooled it off. My sister pretty much rested. I remember nothing of how we ate and such.
She was taking pain pills, those oxy things, they made here extremely loopy. I mean loopy even for her. One night, it was pitch black, maybe around 12 midnight, she called me in. We needed to fortify the ramparts to repel zombies. I remember my brother in laws face. Oh no, he was about to try to reason with her. I quickly jumped in. I assured her we were safe and we would fortify the ramparts first thing in the morning, That placated her. I must admit it is still a joke we make on occasion.
I also remember Monday night sitting outside, listening to the crickets, looking at all the stars normally blocked out by lights. I was loving it. And the temperature was delightful.
Tuesday came and still no power. We arranged another oxygen delivery, I believe my brother in law had gone to work that day. The deliveries were tough. Basically the dog had to be locked away so we could let the tanks be delivered. Oh they were also for her c-pap machine. Tuesday night I remember hearing 2-3 new generators. The crickets were losing the battle but still trying. I was annoyed at the intrusion of technology.
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