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No, my name isn't Dorthy, sorry

The dream was an odd one. I dreamed that my pain was horrible, responding to light and absolutely raging out of control. I'm told I was screaming. I was on a train and had somehow found some doctor who was trying to treat me, but the pain caused by the movement of the train and the brightness of the sun was horrible. I woke up to my mom, touching my arme, trying to wake me up.

Once I woke up, I heard the thunder. Then, I heard the rain. Then, I heard the hail. The hail was very intense. Dad brought back a piece for me to feel, it was the size of a large ice cube. We turned on the TV and found that we were in a tornado warning. The sky was dark, so we went down into the basement. Dad, ever the daredevil, watched the storm. We had some wind, but no trees down in the driveway. Dad says the hail only got bigger. As we sat in the basement, I could feel my foot inflate. The swelling got bigger, the pain got higher. I felt electrical shocks throughout my foot and leg and sometimes other places in my body, probably because the nervous system was going crazy. The reaction was intense, quite a sight to behold.

I've written about how I try to handle storms before, but this definitely isn't a post where I'll tell you how I used my own formula to stay calm. Between the dyer predictions from the weatherman and the fact that I'd dreamed about being on a train, I was just waiting for a Twister-like scene, complete with losing my dad and my dog (Julio was downstairs with me, feeling scared, but Baxter, ever the helper, was upstairs with Dad).

Obviously, the storm didn't kill us. We don't have damage, just rain. Things are fine here. But the reaction to the storm is something I will never forget. OIt highlights again the need to be prepared in case of disaster. The only thing I did right for my pain was to take my medication before heading for the basement. I didn't use my relaxation skills. I didn't think happy thoughts. I didn't even think to grab a blanket and stay warm. Instead, I screamed from the fear and the pain and uddered a four letter word that starts with F but which isn't fear toward my mother when she suggested that I practice my deep breathing. Survival skills? What're those?

I'd also like to note that I do not benefit from the maps with pink highlighting and all that fancy stuff. The weather people did a decent job of saying the county's affected, but they didn't mention our small city, even though they mentioned all of the cities surrounding that location. Pain issues, blindness issues and politics oh my! I don't think I'm in Kansas anymore.


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May. 26th, 2008 03:09 am (UTC)
Wow, crazy stuff! I'm glad you and your family are okay.
May. 28th, 2008 10:38 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Yeah, it was crazy. It's sad because I found out a two year old died from the storm. That just shouldn't be allowed to happen.
May. 26th, 2008 11:53 pm (UTC)
Wow! I am glad you guys are okay... during my sister's wedding I met a friend of hers who was an honorary bridesmaid, ... her and I were talking, and she mentioned she had RSD, and that perked my ears! LOl! She has a minor case... she is lucky, she can call in the pain clinic, get the needle in the neck, and then she si fine... she tries to control the pain before it bothers her. She is one very happy lady. I told her, I only knew one other person who was it, and that was you... LOL! Interesting experience!

Hope you are doing well!
May. 28th, 2008 10:40 pm (UTC)
I'm glad her RSD is relatively mild. I know those blocks can be wonderful, I used to have them work. I have just had this for too long. I'm really glad they still work for her, though!
May. 28th, 2008 10:46 pm (UTC)
I was thinking as she was telling me about it... I wish it would work for you too! (sigh) Will a miracle come?
May. 27th, 2008 06:22 pm (UTC)
What is it with men and watching severe storms? We had some pretty scary stuff happen here last week that also included tornado warnings. I was ready to hide, and my stepdad, being the crazy person he is, wanted to watch the hail through one of our windows! LOL
May. 28th, 2008 10:41 pm (UTC)
Very crazy. Not sure what it is with them, it's like they have a death wish some days.
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