Work was chaos today, we had a small outage due to something happening outside our control with one of our vendors. Once it was assessed and fixed, everything went back to normal. Except one other thing. My work son and I had a meeting to troubleshoot the hell out of this other thing, and we think we figured it out for one client but not the other.
While I'm dealing with the outage, Doug comes downstairs and asks if I'd heard when mom is going to get her power back on. I told him the email we got from her trailer community said "several days, most likely" and that I didn't have any idea what the current status was.
Her neighbors came and got her on Sunday so she didn't have to be in the trailer in the cold alone if the power went off, and it did go off. They have a generator, and made it clear she was to stay with them. Linda and I were very comfortable with this. So she'd been there since then. Her neighbors are sweet and kind, and I so appreciate they got her...
Doug felt it was asking too much for them to host her for much longer.
"We should go extricate your mom from the situation. Operation Rescue Shirley." Doug likes to call things "Operation" whatever, so this was his name for the plan.
Um.
Well? I kind of agree but hell if we drive up there, literally the entire city of Providence is closed to traffic. All the bridges are closed. The airport is closed. We won't be able to fly up, rent a car, get her, and turn around and head this way. Plus, with our luck, we get up there, get her, head back this way, and while we are on our way here the power is restored. Or. She's here for one day and the power gets restored.
Maybe I drive up, get her, and take her far enough away from where she lives where there is no power, get a hotel, like maybe Connecticut or upstate NJ... and what, two days? see how that goes? Go up to New Hampshire? stay up there near Jess and C? For my sanity please?
Maybe I go get her and take her to Linda? But Linda has a board meeting to run today, and her guest room is not ready, and it would be asking a lot.
So. Maybe we wait and see if the power comes on? One more day? Wait one more day.
The power was restored this afternoon, and her neighbor came up to her house to make sure the furnace was running, the pipes had not burst, cranked the heat a little bit, and then brought her up the circle back home.
So tonight I'm reflecting on the fact that my husband feels it is very important for not other people to be taking care of our family members and he was willing to right then step up and start driving. I agree with him. Other people should not have to take care of her. In fact, I thought about canceling my trip to John and heading to her instead... but that would maybe have made me a villain to him. Maybe.
I'm using the word maybe a lot.
But my husband is a good egg with a big heart. He's a big damn hero sometimes. And while I'm trying to write a customer wide outage email announcement, he's grilling me about maybe taking off to head that way (it was 10am).
I'm incredibly relieved that he is the person he is, and that we didn't have to enact the Operation Rescue Shirley adventure. But also wanted to talk to Linda first before buying plane tickets to try and go up there, or like, how do we do this at all. Fly up? rent a car? Drive back? Drive up and back? He was suggesting somehow that I fly back here with her and I'm thinking Jesus No. She is going to say no fucking way - she won't even go on a road trip somewhere close to home much less fly on a plane. That would be a challenge and a half.
So once I heard the power was on, that she was secure and back home, I hit the treadmill (sent the email missive) and crushed a mile with a 14.37 min pace. Anxiety will do that for ya.
I fell short of the amount of steps I usually have by 7pm, so I got on the treadmill again (too cold for a dog walk) and just slow strolled while reading the news. I realized today was the SOTU and I wanted nothing to do with it, so I unpacked some more boxes up in my room and avoided it all. Mentally, I feel better for it.
Here's a pic of mom that neighbor friend sent us. Thanks neighbor friends!
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Two walks, first an early-ish run 17 min/1.17 mi. Make up steps, 15 min/.69 mi. 10k+ steps by bedtime (tried for 11k, ran out of time).
blood glucose:
8:30am: 138
4:30pm: 150
10pm: 160
food & meds:
8:30am: jardiance (waiting on phentermine)
a handful of mini-reeses pb cups
11am: very large apple w/pb
1pm: met+glip
4:30pm: ramekin of cashews
6pm: black bean and kielbasa soup (a la Geoff) 2 Kings Hawaiian rolls
white wine
9pm: met+glip
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