Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Erin woke up with a tonsil about the size of a golf ball, protruding into her throat enough to make it hard to breathe or swallow. So off we went to the ER. IV antibiotics and pain meds, a CT scan to determine whether it was abscessed (it was not), then more IV fluids and we finally left around 3:30 pm, 7 hours later--she has to go to her doc tomorrow, but insurance protocol dictates that this is an outpatient issue.
While we were trapped in the brightly lit, windowless, sterile ER environs, a stormaggedon had stricken Cleveland. We walked out of the cool, dry air conditioned air into what felt and looked like a tropical zombie apocalypse. There were tornado and flood watches, and lightning flashing in the sky.
We stopped to fill a prescription at CVS, where we were apparently a thought experiment in how long it took a person to lose the will to live. FINALLY the scrip was filled and we staggered on home.
Where, 15 minutes later, the power went out. And is still out. Lightning hit a tree directly in front of the fire station, and the tree ripped down a huge swathe of power lines.
So now I'm sitting here, typing on my iPhone by candlelight. The power isn't expected to be back on until sometime tomorrow. I have a huge work assignment that requires Internet, so I will probably spend tomorrow in a Panera.
Life, you can stop making anecdotes for me for a while. Really, I won't mind!