September 9, 2020 - A bug has found me
Wednesday, September 09, 2020
Woke this morning achy, but that isn't unusual. But as the morning progressed I had a stomach thing, and still feel dicey. Went to my chiro appointment and did a couple of must errands. Then I decided that I should cancel my lunch plans with former colleagues and call my sister about the planned visit tomorrow. Put it off a week. Don't need a 8 hour road trip with a bum stomach.
The lake near me, handy for helicopter water drops
The Santa Ana winds are bound to pick up and I hate leaving for several days under these possible-evacuation times. Plus I feel crappy and why would I want to go from the frying pan into the fire so to speak. California is a big state...but there are fires everywhere. Smoke and ash raining down. And my stomach is in knots. Having 'lived' through 2003 Cedar Fire and been evacuated in the 2007 Witch Fire for 2 long nights / 3 days...I think I am better off here.
This is a sad time right now...for oh so many reasons.
my house is to the left of this one
looking south toward escape route
I stayed in place in 2003 with my 2 cats and lab dog. Of the 14 houses in the cul-de-sac, I was 1 of the 3 families that remained. No one came to the door to make me leave, and when I walked out to check on the road, it was blockaded so I knew if I left I could not return. So I stayed and when the fire reached within 1 mile east of me, the winds shifted and drove the raging fire south towards 300+ homes that did not survive. And then the winds shifted again and drove the fire south & west again...jumping the interstate (10 lanes with a huge median between) and onto the Miramar Air Base.
The fires make their own winds, too. And nothing can stop their advance as long as there is fuel in front of them. And it rains ash for weeks...
On the bright side, I have an acupuncture appointment for Friday afternoon. I am worn down and in pain from my neck & shoulder issues. Looking for relief.