Aneeda72
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I woke up at 4:30 to a high pitched screeching noise, what the heck? Course at 74 you rollover in bed, hear this screaming screeching noise and lay there while your brain tries to catch up with your ears. Yup, not a dream what is that noise? Where’s it coming from? Fire, is there a fire? Is my house on fire?
Is it the smoke alarm? Up, get up, get Bella, GET UP. Brain has caught up to ears. I get up, slowly, cause brain realizes I can’t ever get up fast, and besides its really a mistake to get up fast. Rip off my oxygen tubing and realize, OH, wait, that’s the alarm on my oxygen.
Alrighty.
Reach over to turn on the bedroom light. Doesn’t work. Great bulb must be out, crap. Sitting on the side of my bed, brain cranks a bit harder and I realize my room is awfully dark, and kind of cold. Hmm, as my brain absorbs this new fact, I finally realize the power is out. Cause, you know, the oxygen rebreather is screaming, the lights are out, and it’s cold. Ok, house is not on fire.
I should get dressed. Look at fitbit, it‘s 4am, oh, ok, time to take Bella potty. Get up, get dressed, go to get Bella who is close to my room, flip the light switch on so I can see, and, oh, power is out, no light. Crap. Get my cell phone. It has a flashlight. How do I turn the flashlight on? Hmm, idk. Get iPad, oh, no power, so, gee, hmm, no friggin internet. Stupid cell phone. The light should be on the front, with a switch.
Hear husband, he woke up cause his c-pap went off. Go into his room, let me borrow your flashlight I say. Cause I notice, like me, he is using his weak cell phone light to see by, and not using his flashlight that is on his dresser. Ok, his brain is asleep also. He gives me the flashlight. I find my flashlight and, yup, try and turn on a lamp.
For the love of GOD, there is no electricity. Get Bella, she agrees to go outside to her puppy pen. Take her outside, put her in the pen, and turn on the outside light switch, oh dear God stop turning on light switches!
Husband has called the electric company that says yes, it’s out. Yes, they have crews at the site. Yes, a piece of equipment has failed. Power will be restored by 8:30. They lied.
It is quiet, dead quiet. I do not like quiet. I find my cd’s. I can put them on the computer, oh good God. I can put the on the CD player which I find, it has batteries. I turn it on, it doesn’t work. Husband says let me, where’s the switch to change it to batteries. Really? If I knew that I’d done it. Well, I can’t make it work. He says.
. Go away, now.
I figure out how to switch it to batteries. The batteries don’t work.
. Deep breath. Don’t throw it against the wall. Deep breath. I get the last of the new C batteries, put them in, try the CD player again. Music, yeah. Husband comes back. You could have used your cell phone for music. Yes, I could, but then how do I charge my cell phone? Do you want to sit in the car while it charges? Nope, he doesn’t.
I sit in my chair as Bella is outside and I need to listen for her in case there is an issue. I get my book. I read by flashlight. It gets colder and colder. He does crossword by flashlight, I read. I send him to McDonald’s for pancakes. Don’t open the fridge he says. Why, you will let the cold air out.
Actually, it will soon be colder in the house than it is in the fridge so if I open the door to the fridge I’ll be letting the cold air in
. Every time, and I mean every time, I go into a room I flip the light switch on.
. We eat breakfast, he goes back to bed. I stay up.Power was not on at 8:30. Power company says noon. Power came on at 10:00.
So glad we don’t live in Texas, we never would have survived.
Is it the smoke alarm? Up, get up, get Bella, GET UP. Brain has caught up to ears. I get up, slowly, cause brain realizes I can’t ever get up fast, and besides its really a mistake to get up fast. Rip off my oxygen tubing and realize, OH, wait, that’s the alarm on my oxygen.

Reach over to turn on the bedroom light. Doesn’t work. Great bulb must be out, crap. Sitting on the side of my bed, brain cranks a bit harder and I realize my room is awfully dark, and kind of cold. Hmm, as my brain absorbs this new fact, I finally realize the power is out. Cause, you know, the oxygen rebreather is screaming, the lights are out, and it’s cold. Ok, house is not on fire.
I should get dressed. Look at fitbit, it‘s 4am, oh, ok, time to take Bella potty. Get up, get dressed, go to get Bella who is close to my room, flip the light switch on so I can see, and, oh, power is out, no light. Crap. Get my cell phone. It has a flashlight. How do I turn the flashlight on? Hmm, idk. Get iPad, oh, no power, so, gee, hmm, no friggin internet. Stupid cell phone. The light should be on the front, with a switch.
Hear husband, he woke up cause his c-pap went off. Go into his room, let me borrow your flashlight I say. Cause I notice, like me, he is using his weak cell phone light to see by, and not using his flashlight that is on his dresser. Ok, his brain is asleep also. He gives me the flashlight. I find my flashlight and, yup, try and turn on a lamp.

For the love of GOD, there is no electricity. Get Bella, she agrees to go outside to her puppy pen. Take her outside, put her in the pen, and turn on the outside light switch, oh dear God stop turning on light switches!
Husband has called the electric company that says yes, it’s out. Yes, they have crews at the site. Yes, a piece of equipment has failed. Power will be restored by 8:30. They lied.
It is quiet, dead quiet. I do not like quiet. I find my cd’s. I can put them on the computer, oh good God. I can put the on the CD player which I find, it has batteries. I turn it on, it doesn’t work. Husband says let me, where’s the switch to change it to batteries. Really? If I knew that I’d done it. Well, I can’t make it work. He says.

I figure out how to switch it to batteries. The batteries don’t work.

I sit in my chair as Bella is outside and I need to listen for her in case there is an issue. I get my book. I read by flashlight. It gets colder and colder. He does crossword by flashlight, I read. I send him to McDonald’s for pancakes. Don’t open the fridge he says. Why, you will let the cold air out.

Actually, it will soon be colder in the house than it is in the fridge so if I open the door to the fridge I’ll be letting the cold air in


So glad we don’t live in Texas, we never would have survived.
