It’s now been a week removed from that beast of a woman payed us a visit. I was very fortunate to get power back within 16 hours. Many of my friends on social media didn’t get theirs back until as late as Sunday, which kind of gave me a bit of social media survivors remorse in a sense. Some still don’t have power even now, or had it and subsequently lost it.
While I was running around the house to shelter in place a week ago and moving things into closets, I injured my left leg, picking up something heavy the wrong way or so I self-speculate. I felt it at first Sunday night when we here in Pinellas County were getting the higher winds, so I thought it had something to do with the lower barometric pressures you get in hurricanes. By Wednesday morning, it felt like a Charley horse in my left calf. Correction: it felt more like a Charley Kentucky Derby. I got to Walmart the next day to get some Bengay and, unfortunately for the rest of you, I’m doing fine again. My calf is still a bit swollen, but I can now walk around with normal mobility as before.
Seeing all of these power without power for the days has to make one wonder about how our area would handle a bigger hurricane threat, and whether or not those who believe in global warming are correct, those are longer term questions that will need a closer look. I really don’t want to move to another part of the country, but after Irma, it might not be a bad long-term goal.